Witticisms #3

Sullied Soapbox: Value yourself. When nobody else matters, you will have yourself.

Here's an idea: Start a pop icon career and name yourself "Bi-Bull." Allow your verses to seep into the public consciousness through pop-dictated repetition. Let them cover social issues far and wide. If anyone questions your stances, state that your verses hold exceptional value and that casual glances offer no answers. Ask an in-the-know youth to recite their favorite Bi-Bull verses. Spread goodwill under the Bi-Bull name. Hash tag? Life. Tag and suck your own toes, yo.

Everyone wanted to give respect to the dead until I declared myself chiefs of both inhumation and exhumation. The constant work force keeps my subjects busy.

"Take" is an ironic word. How many times has one truly taken a shit, taken a piss, or taken inconsequential pictures of the strange man a few houses down (for bribery purposes as the world economy tanks - OK, boomer with too-specific and hand-blown glassware with too-large identifying signage)? Exactly! Hopefully close to 0. Goose eggs.

Take a breather.

Good job, zombie!

Ahem.

Never paint with spuds. Why?

Potato chips.

Be careful when consuming Asian food. Why? Bamboo shoots. Same goes for pandas IN ALL RESPECTS OF CAUTION Isolation and cloistering in units remains the safest broad means of humanity's survival; sacrificing "essential employees" for retaining wealth remains the surest means of killing. When I get upset and feel down, I have fun with words. For example, "SAD" can be an acronym for "slice all-the-way down [ERROR]," "salad, appetizer, dinner," or "successfully advancing death!" Your vocabulary is your limit! Your imagination targets those bad thoughts as isolation increases! The love from the world lessens and leaves everyone floating... Life is short and so am I. When I feel up, I stop doing headstands. Dammit. Physical comedy doesn't work.

OH! Ladies... You know what this means...

I respect autonomy to the level of hugs and handshakes for friends and lesser physical interactions for bare acquaintances. Seriously. "Feel up" and the typically-subsequent language cross boundaries that needn't the mention.

What did the cannibal say after eating a clown?

"That doesn't lessen the trauma from being abused by a local troupe-mate, but it doesn't increase it." What does love sound like? What does love sound like??? What does love sound like... Please reply.