Blogs Are Stupid

Doesn't anyone believe in Dear Diary anymore? What happened to the joy of putting actual pen to paper? And why does every ordinary Jane and John think they can write well enough to burden the world with their scribblings? It’s a mystery that badly needs solving. My first entry contains my thoughts about blogging and will set your expectations. The rest will probably be stream of consciousness garbage, much like you’ll find on any other blog. Perhaps we will both come away enlightened.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

The Problem With Lapdogs

I've been considering getting a lapdog. They are supposedly good company, and are stupidly loyal; never concerning themselves with the morality, integrity or benificence of their masters. They don't ask for much. A tummy rub, a crunchy bone, and a leg to hump every now and then keeps them perfectly happy. In return, they will bite the mailman, frighten small children off the lawn, and dispatch pesky solicitors. Quiet a handy little creature to have about, I thought.

But the problem with lapdogs, is that they are too stupid to realize that the hand that feeds them is just as likely to rub their nose in shit.

No, you can keep those tail wagging, butt sniffing, vomit lapping little buggers. I'll stick to cats. I like a species with a mind of its own.


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