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Anything you could play at eighty years old while toting your oxygen tank and wearing pastel slacks would never be a sport in his book.
Sometimes life gets in the way, you know? Sometimes you have to do things for the greater good.”
“Is that his stomach?” Nash asked. Eisley nodded. “Notice anything odd?” “Yeah. It’s not in him anymore,”
This is my humor
Women are to be respected and cherished, always. He would learn.
Women were perfectly capable of handling pain but not emotion. Men handled emotion but not pain.
“Women are to be respected, cherished. They are gifts bestowed upon us.”
“It’s just a book. No boom.”
Bourbon was a man’s drink,
“The life cycle carving at the Tosho-gu Shrine is made up of eight panels in all. The monkeys appear in the second panel.
“Mizaru, Kikazaru, and Iwazaru.”
“Mizaru means see no evil, Kikazaru means hear no evil, and Iwazaru means speak no evil.”
“No, son, although foul language is bad and a sign of lesser intelligence, she would need to say something bad about someone else to violate Iwazaru’s rule.”
“Shizaru,” I said. “His name is Shizaru.” “He stands for do no evil,”
“And that, of course, is the rub. Should someone see or hear evil, there is little one can do. When someone speaks evil, there is fault to be had, but when they do evil . . . well, when they do evil there is no room for forgiveness.”
“Cock-sucking little pissant ass clown.”
Real life doesn’t work that way. I’ve seen more lives end than I can count, and they all seem to hold that same expectation at the end, their eyes glancing at the door, waiting for their savior to arrive. He doesn’t, though. In real life, the only true savior is oneself.
Once, our dog, Ridley, had puppies of her own, and he snapped the neck of one right in front of me, then forced me to laugh.
Oh...thats fucked
By the fourth puppy
MY DUDE THE FUQ
“You need to talk to someone. That’s how we heal. Keeping it bottled up isn’t healthy. It’ll grow in you like a cancer if you keep it all inside.”
“Don’t know if Coors Light is really considered beer.”
Amen
“Yeah, my wife calls it training beer,”
