I had planned to post about something else first off today, but events have consipired once more.
So I was minding my own business, walking up the hill to ingratiate myself and freeload on some broadband. I had made it up to walking through the golf course, tra-la-la, and was mooching along at a reasonable pace. I glanced to my right and noticed to husky specimens of the weekend warrior genus but didn't think anything of it until there was the clunk of a golf ball hitting the tree close by. Uh hrrr hrrr hrrr, sorry mate!
I can't decide, did they want to see tubby run? Am I not worth 20 seconds? Could they tell, even from that distance, that I am a complete waste of oxygen? The universe is sending me messages. That my life is worthless is not only apparent to myself, but even to those who don't know me.
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next time you cut across the golf course scatter a few extra golf balls to mess up their game.
hur hur
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