thread Back hurting
fuck everything.

What is the fucking point?
permalink Depends who you ask really, but it generally falls into two camps.
Either there is an all powerful being, and therefore the point is to glorify God, or there isn't, in which case the point is to reproduce.

So either your purpose is simply to raise your children to a point of self sustenance or everything you do should be to the glory of God.
permalink Bollocks to both, actually.
I'm quite happy as an atheist who has never felt the desire or indeed the need to reproduce.
permalink your purpose is to ponce about in restaurants
not so sure about the sweaty gym selfies though.
permalink Proof to an old mate
that she's right about gyms.

I shall, however be poncing about in a restaurant tonight.
permalink In leisure wear
one hopes
permalink Yes*

Nice restaurant though, very nice indeed. Mommi, the Latin American/Japanese place I was banging on about the other day.
permalink Do you have to do jazz hands
whilst saying the name?
permalink It's compulsory.
permalink ^ this
permalink Then answer the question,
what is the fucking point?
permalink sausages
permalink This is the closest anyone has come
I fear.
permalink Strive to survive
causing the least suffering possible
permalink Enjoy your brief time in this universe
Whilst trying not to be too much of a dick about it?

That's pretty much it, really
permalink This..
permalink That only works
if you are enjoying it though.
permalink Well, there was an implied "try to"
before all that
permalink And the addendum to this already extensive philosophical manifesto
would be that you won't always enjoy it, and you won't always manage not to be a dick. Try not to sweat it, that's just life. Touch my bum.
permalink I shall not touch your bum.
I do try, it just hurts too much.
permalink Well, if you're not going to follow the sage advice
of the Cheeky Girls, I really don't know what I can say...

and how do you know my bum hurts? I mean, my glutes are a little sore, lots of running up hills, but still. Most presumptuous!
permalink It was the massive weeping wound,
and its associated festering, which gave it away.
permalink When every day is a ball of white pain
it is very hard to think that any God would want me to put up with this pointless trial.
permalink he likes a laugh as much as the next person/omnipotent being
permalink this guy might know
permalink pancakes
permalink I am eating crumpets.
Being thin might feel good, but getting thin is painful and, whilst being fat ain't the best, getting fat is fucking amazing.
permalink I had bacon, jam and banana in one.
It was good, but not the right jam.
permalink Banana, golden syrup and grated dark chocolate
Was our fave
permalink I had 3 with nutella and maple syrup
then 2 stuffed with roast vegetables, pesto and cheese
and then 3 more with nutella and maple syrup

my belly most definitely does not resemble a pancake, despite being full of them
permalink I only knew it was on
Because I took a shortcut through the Indonesian missionary uniting church to get to the supermarket as it was raining and they were giving them away.
I don't know that many in the congregation understood what was going on, and they had some very peculiar filings going on.
Chicken floss, satay, peanut sauce, kecap manis, crispy squid, and the obligatory sambal belacan were all on offer alongside the usual accoutrements.
permalink I don't know what chicken floss is
but i am intrigued.
permalink it's a real delicacy
rare as hen's teeth
permalink Just ultra dried and shredded meat, in this case chicken
permalink ahem