The Finality Of A Fish, Part 1Picture yourself fishing. Doesn't matter what your ideas are about the pastime. While we could add a lyrical description of the experience, this will probably distract you from the fact that you just got a bite! You reel the fish in without much effort: safe to say that it wasn'tThe Finality Of A Fish, Part 1
worth your time. Now, you are presented with the liberty of choices: kill the fish(even though you won't do anything with it after the kill) or throw it back, leaving it alive, but wounded (and it's probably going to die anyway, be it from the wounds or from infections stemming from the capture). This is not meant as a methapor for euthanasia
HPK Part 2, Deadlines"It is common for writers to be out of inspiration from time to time!", the writer yelled. "At least I'm not one of those pitiful cases that lock themselves in their sunless rooms in order to seriously undergo a writer's block and feel sorry for themselves!" The writer was angry, and Q-Mark was having a ball. The deadline for his prologue was tomorrow. While he had been brainstorming and finished a complete sketch of the plotlines, characters and events, there was no actual writing. Plotlines weren't the problem, deadlines were. Waiting to finish a task until the very last moment was common for him, but this time things would really go wrongHPK Part 2, Deadlines
HPK I: His HoroscopeThe writer called him Q-Mark, derived, of course, from question mark. Q-Mark was a typical symbolic entity given a body with sheer lack of imagination. He was completely black, except for a big red question mark on the place where his face should have been. He had the build of a normal man, spoke through writing in thin air(in bright neon colours) and had a love for expressing his ideas with exaggerated mimicry. He had suggested the boy should be called Mark, after himself of course, and that he should have yellow hair, dark green trousers and a white shirt with the text "Hellóóóh, I'm the victim here.". The boy wouldn't understand why he hadHPK I: His Horoscope
A Dutch Love StoryDyke can mean two things in this country: a big pile of debris(usually more sophisticatedly described) that holds back the water, or an ugly damsel.A Dutch Love Story
-The prostitute(Mock German Accent): Hast du Möney?(Please take note that she speaks a mix of English and German, combined with a mock accent that is only funny if you live in Holland) -The Dutchman: Nein, ich habe geen money(I'm speaking a combination of German, English and Dutch)
Too bad. A dyke that still asks money. Normally she'd be the one paying if she desired anything even remotely related to sexual contact. I'm an unmarried, asexual farmer from Delft, so m
DaaaRRR!!!!(grabs duster)
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everything breaks.
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Live young, die fast, and leave a big fat pile of smoking ashes.-The Jihadist Way
Take no offense in anything that is as tasteless as the above. Don't blame me. Please?
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everything breaks.
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Live young, die fast, and leave a big fat pile of smoking ashes.-The Jihadist Way
Take no offense in anything that is as tasteless as the above. Don't blame me. Please?
-Because...I really don't need any other reason than that the old one was crowded with crap, poetry that smelled like pulp, and this is quicker than cleaning the old one...plus I like the name.
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