Some days I feel like my brain is just sitting on a desk somewhere far from me. I imagine that it'd be in a cleaned jar of what used to hold salsa, but now is filled to the brim with formaldehyde. And in that jar would be my brain, just resting gently on the bottom, stewing in a combination of its juices and embalming fluid.I'm sure a lot of you know what I'm talking about. Yes? No? Maybe?
Good enough.
3 comments:
So now you think you have a brain? Keep dreaming!
ha! your brain! in a clean jar!
only the jar is clean, for sure. the thing inside is definetely NOT!
You guys are just hurtful. HURTFUL!
WAAAAH! *runs aways crying*
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