Perspective. Maybe a knee-deep flood wasn’t such a big deal after all. Beaming positive energy towards Oklahoma. Maybe I should beam some dollars, too.
You can change the direction this train is moving just by thinking about it.
I’m making it shake back and forth until everyone inside pukes.
Also, I’m just going to leave this here because of reasons. Going to look for the beauty in my day now. Bye.
It’s there. You just have to look harder sometimes.
Me too! Heck, I want my funeral to be a party. I even hope anyone who might be glad I’m dead has a great time at it, too. I want to check out grudge-free.
NASCAR community mourns death of Dick Trickle
This is very sad. But I have to be honest, I’d never make it through his funeral without snorting at least once when someone said his name. But then, I’m just another Dick.
Krofftaphobia: The fear of anything done by Sid and Marty Krofft, especially from the 1970’s.
Kind of like a cadbury egg, except it kills you
Cadbury Eggs kill you, too. …just a lot slower and more pleasurably. :)