It's an odd boy who doesn't like sport.
It's an odd boy who doesn't like sport.
Well, tonight we ate Chinese (at the restaurant that cooks it’s own food and doesn’t have a buffet) and Bill’s fortune said that perfection in sports would lead him to wealth. So, I guess he doesn’t have to be an odd boy anymore.
AMDG
Wasn’t sure where to post this, as the T.S. Eliot post from earlier in the year is closed, but I guess under “Odd Boy” is about as appropriate as anywhere else.
A friend sent this around a couple days ago — it’s a scream.
(the URL is correct but the title has the wrong name — it’s actually Texts From J. Alfred Prufrock)
http://the-toast.net/2013/07/26/texts-from-wuthering-heights/
That’s hilarious.
Several years ago a “Hamlet as told via Facebook” thing was circulating. I thought it was very funny. May even have posted it here, come to think of it. I’ll look…
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