Mister Brightside random scattershot thoughts

the disappointing dissolution of the big storm that all of the TV meteorologists have been talking up for days as if we were gonna get a taste of some great "precursor of the apocalypse" quality rain and thunder

the unsubtle homoeroticism of the movie Top Gun

the inescapable question of why i, as a man, have nipples.

has anyone ever actually observed a blind squirrel fincing a nut? Is there some klernel of truth to the adage?

random shit... synaptic_misfirings
Mister Brightside oh yeah... and "why can't i fucking spell" 050110
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