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By webwench (Wed May 13, 2009 at 10:48:45 AM EST) (all tags)
"a father... on Christmas Eve put into one son’s stocking a fine gold watch, and into another son’s, a pile of horse manure. The next morning, the first boy comes to his father and says glumly, 'Dad, I just don’t know what I’ll do with this watch. It’s so fragile. It could break.' The other boy runs to him and says, 'Daddy! Daddy! Santa left me a pony, if only I can just find it!'"


They gave me a pony at work about two months ago... I'm still looking for the fucking thing.
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I found your pony... by atreides (2.00 / 0) #1 Wed May 13, 2009 at 10:57:43 AM EST
...right here. So, now you're gonna go cut someone, right?

He sails from world to world in a flying tomb, serving gods who eat hope.

there is no way by webwench (2.00 / 0) #2 Wed May 13, 2009 at 11:05:35 AM EST
that little pony made all this shit.

Getting more attention than you since 1998 .

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Remember: You're in the matrix. by greyrat (4.00 / 1) #4 Wed May 13, 2009 at 01:45:36 PM EST
There is no pony.

It's not a pony by ucblockhead (4.00 / 6) #5 Wed May 13, 2009 at 03:29:19 PM EST
It's the elephant in the room.
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As much as I wish I'd written this diary by ReallyEvilCanine (4.00 / 1) #7 Thu May 14, 2009 at 01:41:10 AM EST
I wish I'd written this comment even more.

the internet: amplifier of stupidity -- discordia

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However. . . by ammoniacal (2.00 / 0) #6 Wed May 13, 2009 at 10:34:59 PM EST
there *are* fresh glue bottles in the supply locker.

"To this day that was the most bullshit caesar salad I have every experienced..." - triggerfinger

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