“In order
to love who you
are, you
cannot hate the
experiences
that shaped you.”
Bull. Crap.
Seriously, no one likes herpes.
Or car crashes. Or poverty.
That’s just messed up.
Dammit! Where's My Chocolate?
Advice from a math teacher with a red pen
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World Domination, Again
Don’t carry your
mistakes around
with you
Instead, place
them under your
feet
with the souls
of your enemies
and crush them
like grapes.
Sure, the wine’ll
taste terrible,
but who needs
culinary respect
when you can
rule the world?
Happy New Year
Every time you are tempted
to react in the same old way,
ask if you want to be a
prisoner of the past or a
terrible warning to others.
Happy New Year
from the Red Pen
Let’s try to get it right this time, ok?
Unanswered Prayers
Don’t ask God to move mountains.
You don’t know where she might
decide to put them.
It’s Never Too Early To Start Planning for Yog-Sothoth
Time decides who you meet
in life, your heart decides
who you want in your life and
Cthulhu decides when
you’ve outlived your usefulness.
Happy Yog-Sothoth Day
May it not be your last.
One-Way Love
I love you
to the moon.
It turns out that
jet fuel is expensive,
but I’ll think of you
all the time.
I made you a sandwich.
We only had tuna,
I hope that’s ok.
Do you have a flag?
98% of my dating choices
boil down to whether
or not the person knows
the correct answer
to the question
“Cake or Death?”
with bonus points
for knowing what happens
after you answer
“Death.”
I Keep Trying
“Excuse me, Ma’am.
But have you considered math?”
For some reason, door-to-door mathematicians
never caught on.
Dammit! Where's My Chocolate? 