Then you say …
“alright, let’s do it again”
Let’s do the entire thing again .
That’s Monday, that’s your birthday, if you believe in reincarnation, that’s what happens at death.
My next question is,,
Is there a Choice?
Do you get to make a choice, or is it understood?
This is just what you do, strap in.
Souls should get a vacation before they have to come back.
Seems like they earned it.
Then you come back as a cow.
As a fuckin ferret.
Perhaps a marsupial.
If you’re a greedy fuck, you come back as a polar bear on a melting ice cap.
If you loved your vehicle, you come back as a bird who’s life work is shitting on vehicles.
Weird white shits.
Smeared trite shits.
If you were a snake, you come back as an egg. And you get swallowed real fuckin slow..
If you were a yapper,you come back as a chicken on his way to a processing plant.
And you get mechanically separated.
If you were a real asshole, you get made into a hot dog .
And the rockets red glare,,, the bombs bursting in air..
Unpopular opinion?
I kinda like the national anthem.
Musically.
I like how the melody resolves at the end .
Annnnd the hooome ,of the braaaavvve.
Then you extra pound that final chord for effect.
There’s worse constructions.
That’s all I’m fuckin saying.
It’s not Greensleeves,but there’s worse songs out there.
Mute the universe before it mutes you.
Fuck your world 🌎
Fuck your clown shoes ass soap opera.
Fuck what you have,fuck what I have.
Fuck it.
You don’t have to care about it and you don’t need anyone to care about you.
Which is a pretty neat part about being alive.
“you don’t have to”.
You just don’t.
You have to put in your time every day,but you don’t have to truly care.
About any of it.
Ever.
All I want for Christmas is an empty funeral, you really can make it your life’s work 👍👍