Sunday mornings are for reveling in the ultimate laziness.
You have taken shit all week and suffered through a Saturday night.
Now the lingering effects of an alcohol binge have left you without the energy to get yourself out of bed. Revel in the one pleasure that only you can enjoy, Sunday morning silent farting.
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Hello. Long time since I been around these parts, hmmm. I haven't been fucking around and ignoring my responsibilities as one of the blo...
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I had one great big fucked up shit-burger of a weekend. (I believe in a cooling off period before griping, bitching and kvetching hence the...
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LOL, if it makes you happy, it can't be that bad.
As long as you get that initial inertia out silently, it's full steam ahead until your body is deflatedly flat as a pancake. Blow the initial move and you're history...busted!
Is that like silent prayer?
yea
Sunday morning = ultimate laziness
Sunday morning = silent farting
Therefore,
Ultimate laziness = silent farting [QED]
YAY! I just coined a theorem!
Dutch Oven!
Ahhh -- just another form of meditation.:)
Surfed in via VE's blog. All I can say is WOW! This post reminded me of MY Sundays in Japan...*sigh*
Ahhhh...nostalgia! LOL! Saturday night drinking binges beginning at an izakaya and ending at a local shot bar or two. Walking my bicycle back to my apartment and picking up an onigiri at the 7eleven on the way. Waking up on Sunday mornings with my head in a daze and just chilling for the rest of the day, only to meet up with fellow gaijin to do it all over again. *sigh*
I meant to say that this post reminded me of my Sundays in Japan...with the exception of the silent farting bit! LOL!
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