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sometimes in life we are thrown a curve ball, but how often does that occur since most people cant really pitch well.
so this sunday is mothers day.
sounds nice enough but so does friendly fire.
i normally ride on sundays, but now comes this holiday to mess this up.
even though my mom has passed on some years back, her finally words were 'hugh cant bother me anymore' as she jumped off a cliff. i have a big trouble with this because there was no one else there and to this day i cant figure out who this person 'hugh' is.
but back to the issue at hand.
so even though i am mom-less, somehow my wife figures she has dibs on the day.
and its worse than a real mothers day which you can handle witha handleful of flowers, a kiss on the cheek, and a 'you're the best mom i have'...this one requires cards, flowers, hanging out and being pleasant.
uke:
but i have a solution !!!!!!!
i was having my reoccuring dream where i'm in the 's' domain and a bernolli function is trying to eat a guass diveragence theorem, when all of a sudden this intergral function says to me 'where there is conflict, there is peace'
the first thing i thought was -wow- this is weird because these intergral functions dont speak english.
i tried to figure out this riddle but couldnt. then it was explained to me [by a even double-digit prime number - go figure].
the conflict is a fight i create with whatever freeloader is taking over mothers day, although it can work on the real mom, providing she isnt dead.
the peace is the freedom to then go riding.
that makes total sense now. 'where there is conflict, there is peace'.
so how simple is this conflict part gonna be !
a simple 'your moms a b!tch' or 'no, that dress doesnt make you look fat, but your big @ss does', or even a well place grunt, groan, or murmer will do.
one final important though about all this, make sure you set your tire pressure.
tuts :devil:
so this sunday is mothers day.
sounds nice enough but so does friendly fire.
i normally ride on sundays, but now comes this holiday to mess this up.
even though my mom has passed on some years back, her finally words were 'hugh cant bother me anymore' as she jumped off a cliff. i have a big trouble with this because there was no one else there and to this day i cant figure out who this person 'hugh' is.
but back to the issue at hand.
so even though i am mom-less, somehow my wife figures she has dibs on the day.
and its worse than a real mothers day which you can handle witha handleful of flowers, a kiss on the cheek, and a 'you're the best mom i have'...this one requires cards, flowers, hanging out and being pleasant.
uke: but i have a solution !!!!!!!
i was having my reoccuring dream where i'm in the 's' domain and a bernolli function is trying to eat a guass diveragence theorem, when all of a sudden this intergral function says to me 'where there is conflict, there is peace'
the first thing i thought was -wow- this is weird because these intergral functions dont speak english.
i tried to figure out this riddle but couldnt. then it was explained to me [by a even double-digit prime number - go figure].
the conflict is a fight i create with whatever freeloader is taking over mothers day, although it can work on the real mom, providing she isnt dead.
the peace is the freedom to then go riding.
that makes total sense now. 'where there is conflict, there is peace'.
so how simple is this conflict part gonna be !
a simple 'your moms a b!tch' or 'no, that dress doesnt make you look fat, but your big @ss does', or even a well place grunt, groan, or murmer will do.
one final important though about all this, make sure you set your tire pressure.
tuts :devil:
