It probably will. By that time your life's work to alphabetise the content of the chemical cupboard at work will be complete, and you'll start pitching your next big challenge to publishers: 1001 Ways To Make Ramen Interesting. Plus, your wife will have finally perfected the Vulcan Nerve Pinch, which will be a blessed relief for you at social gatherings (provided you wake up before you soil yourself). There's also growing a ponytail, embarrassing yourself with a much younger woman, buying a motorbike and your children leaving home to look forward to. So come on, turn that frown upside down!
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Just to be an annoying little ass, I will address the points as I numbered them within your quote
1. Alphabetization is never done, according to the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics. The work put into ordering a system can be expected to become undone, there is no basis to assume permanence
2. Why stop at 1001? You assume I wish to make a summary?
3. She can't perfect basic joint manipulation, let alone the technique of a reference she won't understand upon hearing it. Unless by nerve pinch you mean emotional distress, then she's already perfected it.
4. I hate social gatherings
5. No comment
6. I have such a thick head of hair, I don't think I could grow a pony tail even if I tried. If you met me in person, I would have had the thickest scalp of hair of anyone you've ever met. I actually envy balding a little. My hair has a tendency to grow upwards instead of lying down, I tried growing it out once until it started getting ridiculous (it was like a game of chicken, and it refused to lie down). So sadly, I think pony tails are a dream I'll have to forego.
7. Given the other commentary I've provided, I'm surprised you went with *embarrassing instead of *getting arrested. I'm among young 20-somethings now, but I could be teaching high schoolers next year
8. I've already been the owner and seller of an 80cc scooter, so I'm sure I've already covered that highlight of life.
9. Still no childrens of my own lineage, and if I were ever to care for some youth, they'd probably be adopted. Not on the principle of overpopulation necessarily, but that the life of a human being isn't all that special, and the population that inhabits this world kind of sucks. I'd rather deprive it of the saving grace of my seed and let it lead itself to imminent destruction.
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Or maybe I'll get lucky and die of lung cancer first
Last edited by mjmacky; 11-03-2011 at 11:39 PM.
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