Your pleading eyes are wasted.

There comes a time:
When the puppeteer becomes the puppet;
When the player becomes the played;
And when the fooler becomes the fooled.
Your time, my dear, will come.



Due Date is an awful movie. Don't watch it. Don't even think about watching it. Don't even think about thinking about watching it. Or God will eat your face. Fo' serious.
This blog is pointless, I know. But so is so many other things in life. Like the latest fashion trend of fur jackets, for example. I hate them, and I don't understand them. You look like you're wearing a dead fox, and there's bound to be a bad smell wrapped up in that one. So then you just look like an idiot, and you smell bad. But whatever floats your boat.
Speaking of boats, I want a bath, with red wine, and sweet ear melting tunes.
Now where's my rubber duck?