Thursday, 28 October 2010

I used to be able to write in full sentences

I wrote an essay about how much being sad is funny. It was generally well received and was so clever I now can't understand any of the technical stuff in it. I consider this a success on the level of a scientist being eaten by her own mutant, miscarried child after using her forbidden science to re-create the life that was so cruelly stolen from her.

Just like that.


Oh, and here's pictures for sad children, whom I stole from.

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