"It's our goal to get inside someone's head and stay there," said the rocks.
They seemed like nice rocks. I would have offered them my head, but it is already full of voices, bananas and half a brain.
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If I take myself with me wherever I go, then how come I am not charged for two seats on an airplane?
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WANTED: Suicide bombers for terrorist organization. Previous experience an asset, but not necessary. Excellent starting salary with benefits. Apply . . .
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Whenever I go into a room, I always find myself near a floor, wall, or ceiling. Is this a coincidence?
When I go outside, especially during the day, I am surrounded by natural light. This can't be another coincidence. It has to be by Intelligent design.
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Why would people be flattered to have the wing of a hospital named after them? Hospitals are where people are sick and die.
Some may say, "But people get well in hospitals, too."
This is true, but when you hear that a loved one is in the hospital, your first thought isn't, "Oh wonderful! He or she must be getting better."
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"Are you sure that there is no room for us in your head?" asked the rocks. "You seem like such a nice guy."
"Thank you," I said. "Yes, I am sure. There would be room if the voices in my head moved out, but that's not likely to happen. The voices signed a lifetime lease, and they're not about to break it. Good luck at finding some head."
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