Apr 19, 2006 16:03
This is how you know you don't want to do homework: you stare at the math problems on your computer until you start wondering where dork.com might lead you. So you type it in and you get this:
"We are all dorks at sometime in our life. Some of us are just better at it than others so we aspire to continue the tradition of dorkhood and to pass it on to you. If you don't think you are a dork... then why did you type in dork.com on your web browser? Was it our impressive marketing campaign. I don't think so. Was it our full out media assault? Nope.
"You typed in dork.com because you know in your self conscious you belong here. This is why you are still reading this endless babel. So kick back, take your shoes off and stay a while."
And then you realize you REALLY don't want to do math when said event inspires you to write a livejournal post.
Okay, I'm going to do my homework now.
Right after I get a drink.
And play with the cat.
Yep. Riiight after that...