Sunday, August 18, 2002

If You're Happy You'll Probably End Up Getting Mauled By A Puma Or Something Day!

Think of it this way. If you were one day skipping down the sidewalk and you stopped in your tracks because you realized at that moment you could honestly say that you were unequivocably happy and all of a sudden a puma flies out of nowhere and mauls you until you're just some intestines and some empty skin, wouldn't your last words be, "Figures!"

Mine might be, "Heh, ain't it always the way Kash?" But that's only because I am at all times accompanied by a wise old man who goes by the name of "Kash." He was a fixture of many intellectual circles across the country and can be found in the index of many of your more entertaining volumes of memoirs. Kash has taught me more than any family of wolves raising me in the woods ever could.

So if you're unhappy, be glad that you're not being mauled by a puma. But don't be so glad that you get happy and end up getting mauled by a puma. Hold 'er steady.

Hap-- Er, I mean, Tolerable If You're Happy You'll Probably End Up Getting Mauled By A Puma Or Something Day!