speak no evil
May 5, 2008
I don’t know where I got my razor sharp tongue. I don’t know why but even if I don’t mean to offend people they just get offguard with some of my jokes. A few appreciate sarcasm. A noted few, actually.
I find it funny when people think of lame jokes as hilarious as slapstick comedy. I find dry wit funnier.
I guess everything is relative even when it comes to humor.
Why can’t WE speak our minds? Why should we hold everything in? Why can’t we laugh our asses off? Why just giggle or snicker? Why do we censor humor when there are porn left there in the open? I know tact. But there might be a thin line between tact and obscenity. I might have crossed that line. But for crissakes, don’t make a big deal out of it. Sheesh!
Why should my lame opinion about you matter? Will it make or break you? No, because I am a tiny spec of dust in this universe. And your pompous face is suffocating our very own existence. Just let it all out. Maybe you’re just bloated. Teehee.
