Don't mention cups with so many skunks on the board. Of course if we were cups. A bored cup with nothing better to do, would make up the idea of a supercup. Other uneducated cups scraping by on one tea bag, who knew no better, would like the idea of a supercup looking out for them. The supercup believers would then spread out and force the supercup belief onto weaker cups. Threatening to smash them unless they accept the word of the supercup. The supercup leaders would then exact taxes on the other cups, insisting they collect tea bags off the poor cups. Even though the poor cups didn't have enough tea for themselves. Others would question where we came from, a lot of them accepting the idea of a pottery in the sky. The brighter ones would plump for the kiln down the road. Seeing how many tea bags the supercuppists were acquiring for nothing, others would make up their own belief to cash in on the tea bags. Saucerists would then be invented. Saucers that float in the sky and would make good resting places for cups. The saucerists are still knocking about to this day, they are the idiots that actually believe in flying saucers.
Elsewhere? Must be somewhere else, otherwise it's no where important. If it's not important and no one else is there. It's important to remember that somewhere outhere, some believe that there is another place elsewhere other than here. So here we are, where is here? Well I don't know because if not I'm always here, and if I was surly I will never go elswhere. I do go to somewhere in fact here there and everywhere. Every now and again I may be elsewhere other than here. Where is that. So I ask myself this. Where is where? Where is somewhere in fact it could be anywhere you may be at any given time, in my case I don't always know if I'm coming or going anywhere. Or in short, here, there or anywhere but elsewhere. So one thing is for certain. One day I will like the rest of you I will cease to exsist as we know it and I will go to elswhere. Where exactly that is I don't know and that's the truth. I hope that when I get to elsewhere, it's somewhere hot, the Ladies are not somewhere else and they have happy hour every half hour. Oh and my passport is still valid. Will I need it? I guess not but I would rather be there than elsewhere. AMEN!
M.R. Err you do realise it took me almost an HOUR to write that?. You certainly know how to hurt a guys feelings.
An hour????????? Even bacteria would have used the hour more productively. [video=youtube;zrx7Xg0gkQ4]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrx7Xg0gkQ4[/video]
M R Nice video, It's about as interesting as that pile of **** I wrote. Come on M.R. you know you read it first word to last? Did'nt you! Happy Christimas by the way!
Read it twice just in case it contained a pearl of wisdom. Reread it and can now confirm that it doesn't! ;-) All the best to you and yours bonny lad.
Imagine if there was a heaven and it was full of people praying, reading bibles aloud and singing hymns. I think I'd rather be dead.
Imagine there's no heaven, it's easy if you try. No hell below us, above us only sky. Pity we don't come back, it would be nice to have him back.
