Now I don’t know about you, but this rings true in my life. Of course a lot of that could be chalked up to the fact my friends are just as crazy as I am, lol. I swear, there for a while, it seemed like every time I said “bite me” someone actually would. After the bruises healed I came to the conclusion that something needed to be done about this. So I came up with four ideas…
1) Change friends – Well that’s not going to work. The only people I get along with are other asylum escapees like me.
2) Change My Diet – Obviously it’s got to be something I eat, right? It makes my flesh sweeter or something. Sounds logical. Only problem is, I love food and I love to eat.
3) Stop Saying “Bite Me” – Nope that isn’t going to work either. I like the phrase too much. (Probably something to do with my latent vampire tendencies.) 👿
Then it hit me. So obvious was this pink elephant standing in the middle of my mind that the damn thing picked me up by the ankles and shook me.
My fourth, and only real resolution for this problem, which I recommend it to everyone:
Bite the SOBs back!
About the author Chyina
I’m a Goth/Hippie who loves to try new things and dabbles in anything and everything that I find enjoyment in. That can include but is not limited to, cooking, art, digital design, jewellery making, photography, gardening, nature, animals and whatever else strikes my fancy. I’m an optimistic (occasionally) perfectionist (constantly), who can be very sarcastic (incessantly), but all in good humour. :)