Me and my little bro Joe... Who isn't so little anymore...
Spiderman stole his lunch money...
Less than perfect is the life we live. Like when someone asks you for a ride, but never repays you for gas. Or when you are rushing to work and the person in front of you hits a dog and being the good citizen you are, you have to stop and give it mouth to mouth and rush it to t
he animal hospital because the real emergency room laughed you out...Life is less than perfect. Like how cigarettes cause lung cancer and poor respiratory functions. And how fire burns the human flesh, yet dragons can produce it in one breath. Or why is it that when we talk to God, we are religious, but when God talk to us, we are schizophrenic? . . .
Life is less than perfect- yet this is where we live, and how we live in it determines how the out come of our sanity is formed.
1 comment:
Aww. Joe is big.
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