All the funny stuff

Sending emails is for nubes; I'm next gen, I blow splewges at people.

Walking is the new running.

Exercise is for people who don't have to carry around bags of wheat.

The idea of a cranky God is so ridiculous; what, God's low EQ now! He chucks big wobbles when what he knows is gonna happen happens. Thank Christ for the new covenant.

I imagine I sometimes say as little as 400 words a day. But words are the bread and butter. Yeah, but I've gone keto. Every year animals die needlessly to feed my belly; life is harsh. One day you're saving the world, struggling to tie your shoes the next; life, I'd buy that for a dollar.

People think all sorts of shit that ain't true, like stuff about planes being real and bullshit.

I'm getting crotchetty. It's all happened in the last two months; I'm hoping it's just a phase, kind of like how I feel about crapitalism.

I think I've given up — time to take up gardening.

For every great man there's six others: John, Davo, J-BO, Big Mike, Tony & Mr Blake.

Maccas should team up with LeBron James and start fighting climate denial at a grassroots level. But it's all about ball and burgers with these guys.