proof plus troof equals pudding. Some say trifle but who's counting? The point is that everybody is jonseing 
for a sweet place to lay down...

ok, I was thinking about this; what if instead of spam it was called span. Number one you take the meat connection right out of the aggravation.
Number two I can't remember while old and on alcohol but I'm sure it will come to me. 
Number three? Number three? Number three is a reason for the ages...

 Lazy8 wrote: 
Did you kill it because if you did?
....

Ding dong the irony is dead. Dead I tell you!

I know a guy that knew a guy that knows a guy that heard a hearing from a clearing where when then, while in leaning in, cupped his ear to filter fear through crooked fingers the lessening lingers, resounding  sounds of familiar losts and founds
and out of bounds he paused...
and down in the ground;
under a red clay mound,
round and around,
on an axis of love...

et tu brute
etouffee
Coincidence? I don't think so...

 oldviolin wrote:
 
Poly-agape is ok

formerly the latter didn't matter, but in dispensing with formalities, those with less ultimately matter more...

 oldviolin wrote:
 
There’s enough love for everyone, even you. Here, have some of mine

ok, I considered.
if God is love and if I love God
and also God loves me then I love you does that mean me and God have to fight over you
or does God automatically win because He loved me and you first and we only had one good leg left to stand on between us because the other one got mangled in a meat grinder.
Then God could be a she and still love our ugly one legged asses and take care of us because after all it's the right thing to do.
Or maybe God isn't a he or a she or a meat grinder at all. Maybe God is a quiet place in our heart where we sort out all the trouble our head gets us into. That's it! Let's start a new
advocacy movement called LEGS FOR HEADS! 
WOW. Genius.
If your heart ain't in it don't bother...

Now say it with me and shuffle your feet...
PROGnostiCATION!
Everybody's doin' it doin' it
doin' it 
got skin in the game
the game
the game
got skin in the game
PROGNOSTICATION!!!

wait
I meant procrastination!
Dangit. Ok. Start over.

PROCRASTINATION!
ever body doin it and doin it
and doin it...

it's a hit for sure...

 NoEnzLefttoSplit wrote:
 

it is

but you've got company

 oldviolin wrote: 
The wheels on the bus go round and round... and I thought it was just me.

The earth is a world shaped spaceship sailing the interstellar breezes generated by a cosmic chronicle.
And here you thought the event horizon was just mirror shaping black hole...

Just because they're out to get you doesn't mean you're not paranoid...

The world may very well be your oyster but right now it's on a half shell. Hey, what's that slurping noise?

Occasionally I need the opinion of a fool. I'm not sure why or when but I do know where to find it. First step on it, then scrape it off the bottom of my shoe. Often the water hose is required to completely wash the urgency away and by then I didn't need it that bad to begin with...

Projection is something like 98% of everything and the other 2% lays rotting in the field...

If only we could dispense with all the predisposed thinking we could dispose of the dispensary drinking. That koolaid is nasty and artificial...