The sheer efficiency. The sheer, brutal damned efficiency. It's like an army of worker bees dancing the location of the pollen* back to the hive. With one fluid, shirt doffing motion thousands of dude hammers are dude hammering out their species centric semaphore across vast, muddy outdoor concert fields all summer long.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but what do two pierced, sunburned nipples mean?
"I'm thinking of dropping out of community college."
* or whatever, what am I a scientist?
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but what do two pierced, sunburned nipples mean?
"I'm thinking of dropping out of community college."
* or whatever, what am I a scientist?
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"It's like an army of worker bees dancing the location of the honey back to the hive."
I'm not sure, but isn't the honey made in the hive? I think the bees dance the location of a bunch of pollen or flowers when they get back to the hive.
Where the honey is.
shit. you're probably right.
still: knowing that.
"still: knowing that."
haha, I know, I can't get that damn reading comprehension portion of the PSAT(?) out of my head. Even 15 years on.
Hilarious blog, by the way.
thanks! I appreciate the bullshit detector.
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