h'aims at an Apple
with styled down do and i-talian shoes he whispers thick in the night and his belly screams 'shoot.'
she's back she's back! why? who cares man, incentives and things like that are alright/necessary if/when people are seen nobly or respectfully. but if you see people really, well then incentives/values are
incidental aint they. who cares why a fire burns down a home, right? it's just in her nature to do so (note: seeing beauty/having hope in the people is also unrelated). why love postmodernity? because the same narratives exist everywhere, if i'm sad for some reason so too is some other body and so too may be everybody. the most profound respect can arise from this awareness, the awareness that people's lives are superduper dense and rife with strife and menses. and now, rats too can be afflicted by human characteristics. i think i smell a rat!:
RATS, VIA BILL BRYSON, HIS TONE, MEASURED AND UNCONCILIATORY, IS MEASURED AND UNCONCILIATORY:
Rats are smart too and often work cooperatively. Rats are smart too and often work cooperatively. At the former Gansevoort poultry market in Greenwich Village, pest control authorities couldn't understand how rats were stealing eggs without breaking them, so one night an exterminator sat in hiding to watch. What he saw was that one rat would embrace an egg with all four legs, then roll over on his back. A second rat would then drag the rat by its tail to their burrow where they could share their prize in peace.
In similar manner workers at a packing plant discovered how sides of meat, hanging from hooks, were knocked to the floor and devoured night after night. An exterminator named Irving Billig watched and found that a swarm of rats had formed a pyramid underneath a side of meat, and one rat scrambled to the top of the heap and leapt onto the meat from there. He then climbed to the top of the side of meat (lol), and cleverly gnawed his way around the hook until it dropped to the floor, at which point hundreds of waiting rats fell upon it.imagery aside, wtf
half-dance half-rawr
cest la vie the devil tol me
