My Parents Go to Europe
posted by The Ken at 12:23 PM
Monday, December 10, 2007
Here's you, on a dark summer night, and you're crying. Your heart's just been broken, your soul, whatever it is that keeps you going, it's just been torn apart. Here's you, a pitiful person with a wasted life and a family that doesn't love you. Here's you, lost as lost can be. And here's me, laughing, because it's Friday night and I'm drunk. Welcome to the Black Wave blog, companion to www.blackwaverising.com and window into all things Ken.
1 Comments:
Words fail me. What IS this? I am convinced it is a practical joke at your reader's expense, aimed at wasting their time with random, pointless, and unintelligible dribble. Well jokes on you, for I, with my infinite wisdom, recognized it as such early on and did NOT watch it all the way through. You have been trumped, sir, and I give you permission to compliment my superior skills of deduction regarding your not wholly unclever but ultimately futile attempt at jokes of the practical nature. Huza!
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It seems I have wasted more of my valuable time posting this comment than had I just watched the stupid thing through the first time. Well played.
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