Ah Charles, remember, someday you too will be a lonely old man sitting in a restaurant trying to get down a decent meal with a mouthful of fake teeth, probable gastroenteritis, and irritable bowel syndrome to boot.
If you're really lucky, you won't have some arrogant youth staring rudely at you for your entire meal, wishing you would die because he doesn't approve of the way you masticate.
But, if the rest of us are really lucky, perhaps you will...
His bite on existence was like a dog biting a rock.
Thanks be. The whimsy and formative exposition of the mundane, Mudede's trademark, ney hallmark of compositional rationality, remains intact.
Mudede is in the game, but the game seems to be Portland. That explains the Beniot post. Away games put even the best at a disadvantage.
It all makes sense.
The old guy has made peace with his mortality, I bet. May we all get there.
COMTE - You'll be right about the same number of years older too, heh.
The post made me think of my friend's old, old cat, who my friend thought had already died a few times in the last month but somehow continues to rally against the inevitable.
True Lloyd, but the odds are very good I will still have all my teeth by then.
The problem with this post is neither its subject nor the writer but with one "judgemental" word: "miserable." For all you know, Charles, that old man was enjoying himself immensely...like a dog biting a rock [great line!]
roland, my writing is a mess of quotes. the last line references a line from Nietzsche's Human All Too Human: The "bite" of conscience is like a dog biting on a stone.
charles writes in a collage of quotes...oh boy.
If, COMTE, you avoid the rock-salted rock cod with ground block pepper.
Oh sure, and I supposed you'd have me lay off the Rocky Road ice cream, and the Atlantic rock crab as well.
But you'll never make me give up Rock-and-Rye on-the-rocks.
But Charles ... dogs don't bite rocks to survive.
They do it because they're stupid.
Charles, all this anxiety around old people can only mean one thing - you are having a midlife crisis.
No worries, this condition is easily remedied with a visit to your friendly neighborhood brothel.
Despite his cool name and philosophical flair, Friedrich Nietzsche died a virgin.
I ask you, Charles, what could a someone who hasn't experienced the human condition possibly teach us about it?
>his miserable method of eating—a form of eating that had nothing to do with pleasure and everything to do with existence
Is existence miserable? Then what IS pleasure? Pleasurable? Damn, now I'm hungry....
why the fuck would a dog bite a rock? every time i think charles has written the most pointless, inane thing he possibly can, he underwhelms with yet another piece of drivel.
Who watches people eat? That is just wrong.
Generation D For Donkey
the 17-29 yro demographic? prime Army recruiting demographic... seems like the next president will have a smooth time with that portion of her domestic agenda.
hey... that post of mine doesn't go here!!
"Miserable"? Was he miserable? Or did he eat in a way that did not advance the cause of the proletariat? Help me out here, Chuck.
miserable is how you feel when you don't realize how good charles' posts really are. get a clue bitches.
Please. Please stop it with the old people.
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