fish for a horse and you can eat for a day.
teach a horse to fish and it will live forever.
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new evil master plan. I’m going to steal every clock, every watch, every phone, every oven, every microwave, every time-piece. I will free people from the burden of time itself, and when someone tells me to do something I’ll say, “don’t worry. I’ve got all the time in the world.”
What if every time in your life someone’s told you to wait, they actually just needed to record your weight for science and you let them down
So I was skyping with my family when my mom told a story about how she sliced her finger open the previous day on a food processor blade. She emphasized how much blood there was, but since I was powerless to do anything else all I could do was ask if the blood got a little… out of hand. Am I a bad son?
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I was on the chess team in high school which was a real blast. We came in second in the county two years in a row, which was great and all. But my best memory of playing chess was with my one friend. We would pretend we didn’t know how the pieces moved using questions like, “so THAT’s the piece that moves slantwise?” Referring to a pawn. And the game progressed and I was winning, so my friend decided to kick it up a notch. It was his last turn before I put him in check-mate, and instead of making a move he grabbed the chess mat by the corners and screamed “FIRE THE CANNONS.” He then flipped the mat into the air and threw the pieces everywhere. Turns out chess can be a real … BLAST.
Ladies and Gentlemen, John Daker.
guys help I just got an email from TacoPlz13
