"Hey Scott, I've heard about your Laws of Motion. How did you come up with that?"
~Katie
Well Katie,
I'm glad you asked. I wrote those "Laws" on a crumpled napkin while drunk skiing down the slopes of Mt. Everest. I think a passing Yeti picked it up, and was so blown away by the sheer intensity of my mind that he learned to read. He then contacted me and I gave him permission to publish them. I didn't want to draw attention to my awesomeness, so I just called myself "Sir Isaac" - which is actually the name of my pet goldfish, who also learn to read when I farted in his fishbowl.
On that note, I'm also the reason people started saying "shit just got real". My shit is always real.
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