Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Hat, Hair

burning-man-top-hat-goggles-hottie

What is with you people and the hats?

“You people? That’s racist.”

You can’t be racist against Burning Man hotties.

“You can be racist against anyone if you try hard enough.”

Today’s racism lacks elbow grease.

“Just no gumption to the bigots lately.”

Tom Hanks?

“He’s lazy, and steals.”

Wow.

“See?”

Why is there something instead of nothing?

“An empty question that self-negates. Nothingness needs somethingness to exist: it is the Other academics love capitalizing so much, but only arises in opposition to Self. Silence is only noticed in the cessation of sound, not measured positively, but in absence of energy.”

What is a ‘thing?’

“That which is not anything else.”

You just started a recursive loop.

“Which started the whole world crying.”

Are there drugs in your hat?

“Yes, there’s drugs in my hat.”

May I buy you a chimichanga?

“Yes, but I have a boyfriend, and all he does is fuck and party.”

What?

chomper-fuck-and-party

Oh.

“ALL I DO IS FUCK AND PARTY!”

I got it.

“COME FUCK AND PARTY WITH ME, BROTHER!”

No, I’m gonna throw myself out the window.

1 Comment

  1. You said this…

    >
    You just started a recursive loop.

    “Which started the whole world crying.”

    and that is the best thing.

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