1) If it turns out that I'm having twins whenever it is I start having kids, I want my wife/baby momma/whatever my relationship is to the person having my kids to have a C-section at like 11:57pm so that my twins have separate birthdays. If there are triplets, I want to go 2 together and 1 separate. Or if possible, just delay the last kid for a day so I can have triplets all born on separate days. make it happen science. I know you can do it.
2) I'm tired of being lied to. Not in like a whiny teenager way, like in a I would like my professors to not tell me contradicting information and I would like the golf course I'm playing to have accurate yardage markers. Is that so much to ask? Don't tell me it's 150 yards if its 135. Thats gonna mess up my hole and then I'm gonna get so far into my own head that my whole round will be ruined. Oh yeah and also my education, blah blah blah i need to be knowledgeable to be a competent doctor, yadda yadda yadda. But seriously. Get the yardage markers under control. It takes like 10 minutes a whole. If you can keep grass suspiciously short exactly where you want it, you can walk the giant measuring rope out 150 yards. They could sail across the Atlantic ocean by looking at stars like 700 years ago. You can measure about the distance that people can run in 16 seconds accurately.
3) I think I'm going to pick my outpatient clinic at school based on proximity to a skatepark. Not 100% on that yet, but I'm pretty sure. Priorities: in line. Speaking of skateboarding I figured out a temporary fix to my wheel loss situation. I'm freakin McGruber over here, fixing stripped nuts with only an axle re-threader and a different nut. Talk about innovation. I hope somebody understood what I was talking about there because I think that was actually pretty funny. I put myself out there every day people. Show some freakin gratitude.
Alright it's sleep time now, just wanted to make sure I got that twins idea off my chest and into the vastness of the internet.
skateboard Macgyver
my twins have separate birthdays
reiteration
These haikus are like the sportscenter of my blogs. If you ever want to see if you're interested in what I have to say that day (I know it's a silly notion that you wouldn't but just for the sake of the point bear with me) just read my haiku and it will give you the gist of it all in just 17 syllables. Gist. I like that word.
Birthday countdown-5 days? 6 days? something like that.
They call me young Joc
2) I'm tired of being lied to. Not in like a whiny teenager way, like in a I would like my professors to not tell me contradicting information and I would like the golf course I'm playing to have accurate yardage markers. Is that so much to ask? Don't tell me it's 150 yards if its 135. Thats gonna mess up my hole and then I'm gonna get so far into my own head that my whole round will be ruined. Oh yeah and also my education, blah blah blah i need to be knowledgeable to be a competent doctor, yadda yadda yadda. But seriously. Get the yardage markers under control. It takes like 10 minutes a whole. If you can keep grass suspiciously short exactly where you want it, you can walk the giant measuring rope out 150 yards. They could sail across the Atlantic ocean by looking at stars like 700 years ago. You can measure about the distance that people can run in 16 seconds accurately.
3) I think I'm going to pick my outpatient clinic at school based on proximity to a skatepark. Not 100% on that yet, but I'm pretty sure. Priorities: in line. Speaking of skateboarding I figured out a temporary fix to my wheel loss situation. I'm freakin McGruber over here, fixing stripped nuts with only an axle re-threader and a different nut. Talk about innovation. I hope somebody understood what I was talking about there because I think that was actually pretty funny. I put myself out there every day people. Show some freakin gratitude.
Alright it's sleep time now, just wanted to make sure I got that twins idea off my chest and into the vastness of the internet.
skateboard Macgyver
my twins have separate birthdays
reiteration
These haikus are like the sportscenter of my blogs. If you ever want to see if you're interested in what I have to say that day (I know it's a silly notion that you wouldn't but just for the sake of the point bear with me) just read my haiku and it will give you the gist of it all in just 17 syllables. Gist. I like that word.
Birthday countdown-5 days? 6 days? something like that.
They call me young Joc
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