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Sometimes i wish i was an african tribesman. that way all that i would have to worry about is the fact that i need food. I wouldnt have to worry about anything else at all...if i was only a bull...all i'd have to worry about is a bullfight...and the chances of me being the angry, vicious bull in a bullfight are so very slim. if only i was a snake, all i'd have to worry about is finding a rock to hide under at night and finding food during the day. if only i was a crocodile, all i'd have to worry about is the dry season when water becomes scarce. if only i was a bird, i could fly so freely and all i'd worry about is finding branches to make my home. if only i was a cat, all i'd have to worry about is my ownder coming home and giving me meow-mix everyday. if only i was a rat, all i'd have to worry about is the cat chasing after me. if only i was an ant, all i'd have to worry about is being stepped on. if only i was a fish, all i'd have to worry about is watching out for hooks with worms. if only i was ANYTHING but human....but the truth is i AM human, and being human isn't a bad thing, but it's not necessarily good either. i have my days of pure joy and bliss, where everything's going right. it may be snowing outside, the sun shining on the crisp snow, my lawn covered in a flakey layer of white, a snowman next to the big evergreen tree still alive and growing happily in my front yard. and the next day, i may step outside into gray, pasty, sticky, polluted sludge and get pasted in the face with a snowball. i dont know where i'm going with this. i had some good thoughts that i wanted to write down or type up, but i'm just to tired...and too sleepy...to want to. goodnight.
put the dead Kennedy in the ground
put the dead Kennedy in the ground