Why does life have to seem so long one day and so short the next? Can’t time get its act together? I’m tired of this “time is relative” crap. I need some consistency in my universe! If there are no rules at all people will start eating ice cream for breakfast. Madness will ensue.
Some things are very consistent:
-Marvel will always publish Spiderman
-DC will always publish Superman
-Microsoft software will always suck ass.
-American Idol will always be brain-numbingly idiotic and unwatchable.
-Bush will always be a born-again retard.
-The Dallas Cowboys will always be gay (Not in a ha-ha, that’s-not-fun-it’s-gay way, but in a cock-smoking, America’s-team-can-kiss-my-ass way).
-The Jets will always suck. But in an entertaining, we-broke-Parcells way.
-Even if they go 10,000 and 1 over the next 50 years, Yankee fans will complain about “that one loss in ’26”. Talk about spoiled.
There’s consistency for you.