the back row fuckheads even think the furry clusterfuck on stage is less entertaining that seeing paint dry and grass grow at the same time,
and then the Barney theme song comes on and the collective intelligence quotient drops a few more points and the amount of participants in the Cupid Slide can attest to that,
maybe the forthcoming zombie apocalypse is closer than we think,
Haha, I agree. Sadly, I agree.
"and then the Barney theme song
comes on and the collective
intelligence quotient drops a
few more points"
This is just the embodiment of some of the things my dad is always saying. It brings up the question too about modern technology: helping or hurting, and the rise of the dumbest generation.
Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..