Are You Pondering What I’m Pondering? Posted on 31 May, 2017 by wjjhoge I think so, Brain … but the real problem with life in the fast lane is all the oncoming traffic. Share this:TwitterLinkedInEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading...
I used to have a cat that played in traffic. He isn’t with us any more. One guess why. Loading... Reply ↓
My neighbor’s cat did this shit for 6 years. One morning, he wasn’t playing the game anymore. Loading... Reply ↓
If the monkey was actually as smart as he thinks he is, he’d heed the lesson of our furry friends. But there are years worth of evidence that the monkey cannot be educated. Loading... Reply ↓
Live live in the fast lane.
Get to your destination sooner.
That would be “live life”
But you get your theme song sung by the Eagles …
OK, but I want “Journey of the Sorcerer”.
You’ll get “Tequila Sunrise” and like it!
(I f***ing hate the Eagles, man…)
Take it easy, man. Take it easy.
Re: gmhowell:
Dear WordPress: it’s One. Freakin. Button.
For some, they ride the curbs until the tires split.
The tires split like a misused blowup boyfriend, eh?
Curb-Split Tires would be a great punk rock band name.
Didn’t they open for Spinal Tap during the 1976 South American tour?
Isn’t it illegal to ride a scooty-puff down the highway?
When did legal/illegal become a concern for certain parties?
Playing in traffic is Cabin Boy’s speed.
I used to have a cat that played in traffic. He isn’t with us any more. One guess why.
My neighbor’s cat did this shit for 6 years. One morning, he wasn’t playing the game anymore.
If the monkey was actually as smart as he thinks he is, he’d heed the lesson of our furry friends. But there are years worth of evidence that the monkey cannot be educated.
Maybe not in Sweden, soon.