Pericings:cartilage, toungue
Tattoos:1(left arm)[/b]
Irish Pride-All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person?
Did you know if you mixed equal parts of gasoline and frozen orange juice concentrate you can make napalm?
You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?
-So you can breath.
Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths.
Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate.
It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour.
Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.
Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
A new car built by my company leaves somewhere traveling at 60 mph. The rear differential locks up. The car crashes and burns with everyone trapped inside. Now, should we initiate a recall? Take the number of vehicles in the field, A, multiply by the probable rate of failure, B, multiply by the average out-of-court settlement, C. A times B times C equals X. If X is less than the cost of a recall, we don't do one.
Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! We are God's unwanted children? So be it!
Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?
You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.
And this button-down, Oxford-cloth psycho might just snap, and then stalk from office to office with an Armalite AR-10 carbine gas-powered semi-automatic weapon, pumping round after round into colleagues and co-workers. This might be someone you've known for years. Someone very, very close to you.