I am rabid, therefore, I bite.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Poop to party poopers

There are those who build bridges. There are those that painstakingly maintain and repair them.

And there are those that burn and destroy them.

There are those that would help a child strengthen the walls of his sand castle, help him lay the foundation that would make it strong.

And there are those that would cruelly kick the fragile walls down and trample on the ruins.

Why?

Do they find joy in creating misery and causing destruction?

Will they only be happy when that is so?

Perhaps.

But every dog's day will come.

And what goes around, comes around.

(Great, now on top of being a spatz, I sound like a kook)

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