What does the survival of humanity mean to me, anyway? When I'm dead, I'm dead. It doesn't matter how many little squirts with half of my DNA are running around. It makes me laugh when I see an Atheist author writing about how they "acknowledge the finality of death but will live on by passing their genes on to the next generation". What's the point of "living on", if you can't even appreciate it? There is none. Of course, I live in a red state, so chances are that the selection of Atheist literature available to me isn't a fair representation of Atheist authors. The religious, however, are often worse, because they usually believe there is something after this life, yet they still make a big, whooping deal about being remembered. Of course, I'm fairly young, so for all I know, I might hit a point where I start worrying about these things. Regardless, though, I don't get why people can't just stop worrying about legacies and passing on their genes and just enjoy their pathetically short (though Time-Lord-ishly long when compared to the lives of most other animals) lives.
That's what constitutes a brilliant day over at CYS? I dunno, man. I just can't identify. Such hair-splitting levels of micronerdery seem to me to be just another form of socially retarded masturbation. I think I could generate more illuminating conversations about my favorite Brillo pad. Or maybe by writing a Concise History of Bottle Caps or, perhaps, starting my very own Kitten Farm, complete with dirt and little ventilation holes. Those threads over there make me dizzy. If I want to feel like I'm on the fucking tilt-a-whirl, with shit sliding senselessly from right to left and back again, I'll either listen to the Insane Clown Posse or, as the brilliant Dylan Moran once said, "I'll just stand up too fast when I wasn't expecting it". I'll go even a little further out on this limb and admit that being forced to read CYS forum threads all day would very much define my own personal Gitmo. I enjoy them that much. And less.
Don't you remember?
MHD said that the next time she drew you, she'd draw you in a shower curtain.
and she drew some concept art with mini-miz
You do indeed appear to be wrapped in a shower curtain.
That is pretty awesome.
How did I miss this, this is amazing. Must've been too busy with chopped 2, I guess.
Good job cricket, very cool and good.
Obviously you already know this but I'm proud of you.
The first thing I noticed about this little shit faced little fuck was that I wanted to strangle the life out of him. His name was ‘Steven’.