I used to be an ice cream guy. I drove the van and everything. The only molestation I experienced was the crushing realization that I had given away too many ice creams throughout the day to pathetic looking kids or to pretty girls and would not be going home with a thick wallet.
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.
7 comments:
Luring kiddies with ice cream trucks? I think you're safe.
My sex life has been a little dull....I could stand being molested.
How much will that cost me...with ice cream treat at the end?
I´m sorry Kal, we are both too old to be molested by the ice-cream guys.
I used to be an ice cream guy. I drove the van and everything. The only molestation I experienced was the crushing realization that I had given away too many ice creams throughout the day to pathetic looking kids or to pretty girls and would not be going home with a thick wallet.
I can see you being a soft touch.
D.I. I don't know about you but I am still cute enough to be molested.
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