Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Here I come to save the day!

I realized in a way I wasn't that amazing.

People put a front on me.  I can be entertaining.

I don't understand the interest in old people.  I have already acclaimed the generation of people born 1957-1961 "the" generation.  They literally use people born in 1950 for stimulation as contrast in a perverted way.  I don't mean to get into the dimensions of this.  I just know that this is commonly denied.

I guess that ladies born around this time are lonely.  Well, you never know.  I know they're getting older.

There's an afterlife, and I suppose you could remember people who have stimulated you and perhaps even one day find a friend to go with you.

I don't understand their kids.  They just have this slick figure.  I can understand the way they're like bubbly and flat.  They don't have a strong proportion.  I know that their parents are not too old.