According to various Facebook status updates over the last three or so years, I am...
… the man with the strength of a dozen pygmy three-toed sloths.
… still of the opinion that you cannot prove to the satisfaction of the court that you are not "delicious when broiled and served over a bed of pilaf."
… convinced that in a horribly ironic karmic mixup, the Dalai Lama will be reincarnated as the next incarnation of James Bond.
… the once and future pangolin.
… the most belligerent pelican.
… the Jackson Pollock of fence painters.
… the definition of "TL;DR".
… forever aspiring to one day be a medical curiosity.
… a feature, not a bug
… now with 20% less OHGODSGONNADIEGONNADIE.
… watching you.
… an agent of entropy.
… the master of bizarre noises.
… Captain Pedantic.
… urging the oppressed drop-bears of the planet to rise up against their tormentors.
… a rampaging sloth.
… of the opinion that the best alarm call that a sentry could ever give would be, "Hide your sheep! The Scots are coming!"
… gurgling relentlessly.
… almost certainly not a catfish.
… tweaked out on caffeine approximately 73% of the time I spend awake.
… the God of Standardized Tests.
… dreaming of a day when coroners may be free to write "hyperlinks" as a legal cause of death.
… One with the Google.
… amazed at the amount of biodiversity that can be stepped upon.
… convinced that Mountain Dew verges on being a performance-enhancing drug for academics.
… a monstrous creature with caffeine for blood.
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