Perhaps thia life is made for us to suffer in Hell. Like it's Hell on Earth or something like that. I don't suppose there is am easy way to understamd much of what goes on in this life. To say this life doesn't make 100% sense wouldn't be too far off base. But that's just a guess at how this life might turn out some of the time. I'm not sure it really matters. So, I guess life will continue on its way like it's always meant to. However that may be.
So we bought some Cookie Monster Ice Cream. It’s blue, like the Cookie Monster. Tastes like vanilla with chocolate chips in it. I don’t see the appeal of it though. I mean, if it just tastes like vanilla ice cream with chocolate chips, what’s the point of it? It’s good, don’t get me wrong, but it just feels like normal ice cream.
Might as well buy chocolate chip chookie dough and be done with it. Ya know? Of course you do! That’s how we roll at times. I mean come on now. If you’re going to paint ice cream blue and call it something it really isn’t … why? Just why?
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