forcing its way through the birthing cannals of cyberogenous genitalia, the BLOG emerges triumphantly into existence. "aaarghbla!" it shouts and looks around for its first unwitting victim...
"Three in the morning. I realize this second, then this one, then the next: I draw up the balance sheet for each minute. And why all this? Because I was born. It is a special type of sleeplessness that produces the indictment of birth."
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if God was truly considerate we would just regurgitate our off spring. it seems most natural.
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