Monday, June 11, 2007

File Under: Profoundly Twee

Æ-Hole Tonight it was revealed, by a voice from the backseat, that it wasn't really a fatal streak of over-confidence, or even an understandable unawareness of one's own mortality, that put an end to The Gingerbread Man: "It's because he was food." Got it? Hubris, for once, had nothing to do with it. Without thinking too hard on it, just about all living things are edible, technically. So, if you're going to brazenly push your luck, which has never worked in anyone's favor in the long run, first make sure your makeup isn't composed of batter.

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