What separates us from the animals?

This right here…is the correct answer!

I’ve been pondering this for a while. I love all the serious answers about remorse and storytelling, and the ability to choose against our nature, but in my search, I found some alternatives.

(I’m doing Nanowrimo so far behind – I need to write 2500 words each day to finish on time! So the old blog has taken a bit of a back seat. enjoy the laffs!)

Matt Groening (Homer J Simpson)

And this…just because it’s so random!

13 Comments

  1. Kalliope

    SAPIENCE, HUMOUR, INTELLIGENCE, THINGS. It is out shit and our ability to spin it that separates us humans from animals. Don’t get the joke? You’re just an animal. And that can be sexy. Not beastiality! This is fucking metaphor, moron. *blows a kiss*
    CHRISTINE YOU ARE A FUCKING AWESOME MUSEUM. YOU ARE A KEY TO ONE OF MY MUSES!

      1. Kalliope

        That’s right. Galleries are nice to behold, but museums give you something to chew on. 😉
        You are a museum, I am a library. You are a curator, and I am an admin directorate. LOL

      2. Kalliope

        Sure feels like an internment. So I’ll rabble rouse from behind my cage, holding out my mug for spare change, making shit tonnes of noise. I’ll learn to be quiet when they give me some pay. I’m just calling the whorsemen of the apocalypse. I got friends in all sorts of places. I’ve ridden a horse, pony and donkey… I’ll ride any beast I can climb. Hahaha

      3. Christine Betts

        yes that does help… I was having a look at some blogs that have loads of followers that a woman I follow is actually selling. They are full of lipstick reviews and information on yoga pants. You could always go into that…

      4. Kalliope

        It’s tetramorphin’ time! *cue non diagetic anime music as I slow mo leap into the air for an epic morphing montage* I’m tiny and cute, aka sailor mercury, bitch

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