Parkeryourefired

THIS IS A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

Put googly eyes on anything. This has been a Public Service Announcement by The Center for Happiness, Entertainment, Eccentricity, Restlessness, Fantasy and Unilateral Lugubriousness Neutralization Education and Sadness Supersession

Someone asked me if I believed in God. I asked them what kind of god would inflict me on their world.

Darn this work cutting into my free time.

Even though it was four years since the breakup on Christmas Day, I can still say it'd take all my strength to not expend every round of ammunition I own into your face, you cheating, psychopathic, manipulating, pathological liar. There is no depth to my level of hatred for you, and even if I was sent to the Seventh Circle of Hell, I'd still laugh because I know you'd be in the Ninth where you belong.

When you spend most of your life feeling like you're going to die any second, yet every day feels like an eternity.

This is probably an asshole thing to ask; however, it's required since everyone seems surprised by recent events: When you build your city below, at, or near sea level, how do you not suspect something could go wrong? From my days in catholic school, I sort of remember a parable about a guy who built his house by a river. It didn't end well for him. Fairly certain the story behind that metaphor was pretty well-established knowledge back then. What's interesting is no one has started blaming the city planners for failing to do enough to mitigate the effects of this eventuality. Though not nearly on the scale of Fukishima, I recall the plant designers being blamed immediately for discounting the possibility of a massive earthquake causing a massive tsunami, because, you know, that happens all the time in Japan... Yeah... Negligence is the real tragedy.

To clarify: The reason I decided to reference something I'm pretty sure was in the bible somewhere is because that particular region has a high concentration of bible thumpers. The fact they'll take leviticus literally, yet are too stupid to interpret the parable I referenced highlights my above final point.

It sucks being small. No one takes you seriously.

Raised off-the-grid in the remote Oregon wilderness, artist Gypsie Raliegh takes inspiration from anxiety, death, and heartbreak and combines darkness with whimsy in her comics to explore loneliness as a way of life. Source

Life goals

I have decided that I am going to marry into a family the last name Fowler, take their name, and name my kid Bard Ash Moulder Fowler. I'd be such a proud dad.