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Sometimes I just want to fly to Oktoberfest in Munich, meet a girl wearing a dirndl named Helga, and fuck her in a beer barrel storage room.
One of the reasons I keep falling off the fitness wagon is because I keep thinking long-term, like all those days I’m going to have to exercise in order to get in shape. I was well aware of this for a long time, but today I came up with a phrase that might just kill that thought:
"I don’t like it, and TODAY I’m going to do something about it."
I hope it works.
I don’t have any, but if I did I’d want it to be animatronic and sing or talk when activated.
But why have just the head when you could have a whole animatronic animal? Then it could sing AND dance! …But I guess that’d take up too much room.
So then keep it outside. …But it’d have to be weatherproof, plus there’s the costs of parts, maintenance & such.
A REAL animal would be better to keep. …But then you’d have to corral it, feed it, call a vet when it gets sick, et cetera- plus I bet wild game would rather run free and eat and fuck.
Forget it. Trophies are dumb.
the feeling you get from a rollercoaster as you’re about to go over the peak and the feeling you get when you’re about to fall over drunk is virtually the same