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The depressing thing about tennis is that no matter how good I get, I'll never be as good as a wall.
Acid was my favorite drug. When me and my friends would trip on acid, we used to go into the woods, cause there was less chance we'd run into an authority figure, but we ran into a bear, that was even more of a buzz-kill. My friend Duane's goin up, raisin his right hand, swearin to help prevent Forrest Fires. We got away from the bear, he puts his arm around me and says 'Mitchel, Smokey is way more intense in person.'In England, Smokey the Bear is not the official forrest fire prevention representative, they have Smaquis the Frog. It's just like a bear, but it's a frog. It's a good system, I think we should adopt it. Because bears can be mean, but frogs are always cool. There never has been a frog hoppin towards me and I thought 'Man, I better play dead! Here comes that frog!' I never have said 'Here comes that frog' in a horrifying manner. It's always been optimistic. Like 'Hey, here comes that frog! FANTASTIC! Maybe he will settle near me, and let me pet him. And put him in a mayonase jar; with a stick, and a leaf, to recreate what he's used to. I better poke some holes in that jar cause he's damn sure used to air! And I can observe him, but he won't be doin much, in his 16oz world.
I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughtnut... I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I give you money and you give me the doughnut, end of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I can't imagine a scenario that I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. To some skeptical friend, Don't even act like I didn't buy a doughnut, I've got the documentation right here... It's in my file at home. ...Under 'D'.
That would be cool if you could eat a good food with a bad food and the good food would cover for the bad food when it got to your stomach. Like you could eat a carrot with an onion ring and they would travel down to your stomach, then they would get there, and the carrot would say, "It's cool, he's with me."
You know they call corn-on-the-cob, "corn-on-the-cob", but that's how it comes out of the ground. They should just call it corn, and every other type of corn, corn-off-the-cob. It's not like if someone cut off my arm they would call it "Mitch", and then re-attached it, and call it "Mitch-all-together"
Mitch, would you like a frozen banana?
No. But maybe I'd like a regular banana later...so, yeah!
Potatoes take so long to microwave. Sometimes, I just put one in the micro, even if I don't feel like one, because by the time it's finished cooking, who knows?....
R.I.P. Mitch
Acid was my favorite drug. When me and my friends would trip on acid, we used to go into the woods, cause there was less chance we'd run into an authority figure, but we ran into a bear, that was even more of a buzz-kill. My friend Duane's goin up, raisin his right hand, swearin to help prevent Forrest Fires. We got away from the bear, he puts his arm around me and says 'Mitchel, Smokey is way more intense in person.'In England, Smokey the Bear is not the official forrest fire prevention representative, they have Smaquis the Frog. It's just like a bear, but it's a frog. It's a good system, I think we should adopt it. Because bears can be mean, but frogs are always cool. There never has been a frog hoppin towards me and I thought 'Man, I better play dead! Here comes that frog!' I never have said 'Here comes that frog' in a horrifying manner. It's always been optimistic. Like 'Hey, here comes that frog! FANTASTIC! Maybe he will settle near me, and let me pet him. And put him in a mayonase jar; with a stick, and a leaf, to recreate what he's used to. I better poke some holes in that jar cause he's damn sure used to air! And I can observe him, but he won't be doin much, in his 16oz world.
I bought a doughnut and they gave me a receipt for the doughtnut... I don't need a receipt for the doughnut. I give you money and you give me the doughnut, end of transaction. We don't need to bring ink and paper into this. I can't imagine a scenario that I would have to prove that I bought a doughnut. To some skeptical friend, Don't even act like I didn't buy a doughnut, I've got the documentation right here... It's in my file at home. ...Under 'D'.
That would be cool if you could eat a good food with a bad food and the good food would cover for the bad food when it got to your stomach. Like you could eat a carrot with an onion ring and they would travel down to your stomach, then they would get there, and the carrot would say, "It's cool, he's with me."
You know they call corn-on-the-cob, "corn-on-the-cob", but that's how it comes out of the ground. They should just call it corn, and every other type of corn, corn-off-the-cob. It's not like if someone cut off my arm they would call it "Mitch", and then re-attached it, and call it "Mitch-all-together"
Mitch, would you like a frozen banana?
No. But maybe I'd like a regular banana later...so, yeah!
Potatoes take so long to microwave. Sometimes, I just put one in the micro, even if I don't feel like one, because by the time it's finished cooking, who knows?....
R.I.P. Mitch