> > I'm marrying myself in December. We're happy together. Unfortunately we won't be > able > > to procreate, but we love each other. By December I mean December 2011. My right > foot > > got cold. > > It will not be a perfect love story, but I bet you spent all your puberty loving > yourself so I hope you will be happy except when you can't live even with yourself. > > On the other hand (sic) you'll hardly find anyone who will understand you and bare > with you... > > 2011 on the gregorian calendar? Muslim? Mayan? In any case, the world will be gone by > 2012 so I recommend you to change planet.
Boy, that was a lot of words just to call Smit a 'Wanker', if you're going to be that pretentious I'm going to go with "Be careful, dear dogg, you don't spurn any minor goddesses in favour of your own reflection or you might get transformed into a kind of daffodil!" There a ref to classical myth - touch of class!
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