If husbands were like pro basketball players I’d be an all star but one with an exceptionally low trade value
We are only here for a short time So, you might ask What are we for? Believe it or not, we are for God Doubling down
God: Do you trust me? Me: It’s not my fault!
There’s always an excuse So, there’s never an excuse For running out of excuses
It wasn’t false modesty exactly You might call it un-unpretentious if you were being pretentious
No one loves a woman like her man and no one loves capitalism like its Marxists In each case
If you don’t trust God You try to control others But eventually find That you can’t control those Who trust in God
In hopes of finally nailing down All the right answers We converted English into math Filtering language through ones an… Making all stories into word probl…
The first step in bearing the trut… is telling it This will make you unbearable, starting the next step of banishme… Form there, it is up to you
There is one reason And one reason alone That God won’t ever give up on yo… You are His job And God loves His job
You can’t prove that God exists But even if you could People would just say Correlation does not imply causati…
The distance between zero and one is infinitely greater than the distance between one and infinity
In this, the year of efficiency AI chatbots exposed a deficiency Because there’s nothing worse In the known metaverse Than a lingering sense of self-suf…
When the cat’s away the mice will be paralyzed by all the choices
There are two types of men: Those who lie to deceive and those who by lying tell you what they really believe There is one type of woman:
