I don't know if you can make a cloth out of them,but they surely can hide the obvious holes in your cloth.

I see two friends shaking hands,one holding the matchbox and the other,the sticks.
I see two enemies smiling back at each other. Are they trying to reconcile? Oh,please! Stop them. They're the purest creatures now.

So the experiment began. First,the stuff from the brain was deleted and then the stuff from the stomach was deleted. But the stuff from both the locations were preserved into the recycle bin.

A whole plate of cow-dung brought forth. He devoured them like hell,like it was the best food he had ever had.

Now,the stuff of his brain was restored into his system from the recycle bin. But the stomach was emptied once again.

Again a plate of dung brought forth. Man scoffs and frets saying,"Fuck you! I don't need a shithole. I need food."

Why can't I make my own proverbs and use them if they make sense?

Why can't the whore worship her profession if that earns her money?

So it's either of the the two when you've created something new. To them it's either god's grace or you did the job unknowingly. I know what you're thinking,that do you even exist!

I always keep having this feeling,that someone from the above is always watching us. What we're going through or doing is but a joke to him.

If you're ugly,you're beautiful. Keep doing your beautiful work.

The inverse too works fine.

That man had a lot of things to say to the world. He is used to make quotes by himself. But who is so nuts to go through the quotes of such a person? He found a way out. He started dancing. He danced and danced and danced and danced and danced! He mastered dancing! He made fans millions of fans. He stopped dancing. He got back to the quotes.

No not about solving problems this time. The drunken jerk sees the booze-bottle as a bottle of art. Is that a problem,anyway?

I'm dying of cold. Give me my jacket. The one that says "SARCASM" in it's print.