You and I, sir, do not see eye to eye.
Although, that may have something to do with the fact that we're different heights...
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- I'm just a 22 year old graphic designer who occasionally wears fake mustaches. Hey, you gotta live life. You know what I mean? www.ryanharle.com
3 comments:
I think we may have seen eye to eye for a brief period. Though this basically sums it for us dear brother.
The only difference in our heights is that defiant soapbox you call an opinion that you have so unceremoniously planted your feet firmly upon.
I live to be your burden now! I am the Cain to your Abel. The Moriarty to your Sherlock. The Joker to your Batman. The Margarine to your Butter. The white to your whole grain. (i.e., gotta keep up the schtick kid-do, it's more fun this way!)
There will be books written on our rivalry that will never be read by anyone, but will sit, all important looking, on every store shelve that ever was, or will be.
You need me, and I will satisfy the hole inside your weak heart that cries for attention and understanding, and I will crush it and chop it into tiny little pieces. I will then mix it with many spices, cook it for 60-70 minutes at 350 degrees, serve it with a nice side dish of reason, and feed it to the masses, edifying and nourishing them in ways you could only dream of.
Thank you for this chance you have given me dear boy. I look forward to the constant sparing that will make your blog legendary! And, by blog, I mean that lump on your neck. Y'know, the one you're afraid to go to the Doctor about .
I take my leave of you now. I see I already have my work cut out for me with a response your next post.
I Love You....and, yes, I am all man.
Your Brother in Christ,
Wormwood
Haha... you said that you'd satisfy the hole inside me.
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