Failure is the only way to…what?
Please don’t listen to anything I say, or write, hoping it will help you better your life…
Even though there is, almost a 99.9% chance that it will, I will not be held liable, for whatever, I may, or may not, have said…
Ever dream about being stuck in a tree, during a downpour, with Tarzan?
While he ensures you, that squirting Crest toothpaste up your nose, will make you immune, to any of the myriad, of jungle diseases, you may, or may not, have mentioned to him?
And if you did have that dream, fuck, you be fucking weird dude!!! (Dude meaning all verbs…you’re supposed to say that, right? What’s a verb again?)
And I feel you! I’ve always wondered why it was Crest?
But never once wondered why I was brushing my teeth in a tree with Tarzan…
Well, actually we just squirted the crest up each other’s nose, while sitting in a tree, in a downpour…
It just made so much sense…
Even my parents, when I told them about it the next morning, when they asked me what I dreamt about…
And I told them, in great detail, about squirting Crest toothpaste up mine and Tarzan’s nose, didn’t think it was that big of a deal…
That was the last time I really took my parents seriously…