8 thoughts on “Are You Pondering What I’m Pondering?

  1. Oh and as I watched him on the stage
    My hands were clenched in fists of rage
    No angel born in Hell
    Could break that Satan’s spell

    And as the flames climbed high into the night
    To light the sacrificial rite
    I saw Satan laughing with delight
    The day the music died

  2. If we’re going for song lyrics, this almost kinda fits when you lift it out of context:

    Outside the cage I see my Brother John,
    He turns his head so slowly round.
    I cry out Help! before he can be gone,
    And he looks at me without a sound.
    And I shout out ‘John please help me!’
    But he does not even want to try to speak.
    I’m helpless in my violent rage
    And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek,
    And I watch him turn away and leave the cage.
    My little runaway.

  3. When you think about it, this is the longest “Job” Bill ever had. All of his overshared life experiences lasted about a year and a half. His military career was “Thank you! You’re done!” Any professional situation he shared wasn’t very long. Any website he latched onto was quickly fouled, and he was dismissed. When you make a charity say “No, thank you. Go away.” that’s something.

    But he has been monkey dancing in Brett’s world for over Four Years!

    I think Bill finally found his Dream Job. Being a complete ass on the internet for hire.

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