Yesterday, I stepped outside to go to work. I walked over and started my car, and was standing outside the car waiting for it to warm up and knocking off extra snow, when I noticed some bird poop on the hood of the car. My first thought was literally, "I'm gonna hunt that bird down and kill it." My second thought was "I wonder if DNA testing can be done to determine the identity of the bird."
I'm not kidding. I'm pathetic.
I'm not kidding. I'm pathetic.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.
Lassev: I guess there was something captivating in savagery, because I liked it.