Or, if you'd rather believe some old fat farmer, rather than me - the awesome and prominent lone Space Mountain Man, then consider whether or not I didn't possess that fat farmer to ride about his lawn mower in an artistic fashion.
A few months back I was orbiting very near a hot sun, of a planet you Earthlings haven't discovered yet, and there was no shade on this darned mountain that I could go to escape the searing heat which was building upon my body and soul and sweltering inside my helmet. And as I've mentioned before I'm all alone out here, so no little girl scouts selling lemonade either, to quench the mounting thirst induced by severe heat stroke.

Case and point number 2: I'm trying to code a new game for you visitors to play when you come read my postulations. It should be quite fun, similar to that old arcade game asteroids.... but get this: Instead of shooting asteroids, you will attempting to mimic my everyday real life by not shooting the asteroids, but the raccoons which gleefully ride upon them, laughing at me with their rabid eyes and blood stained teeth, and demonic predispositions.

I've snapped these photos as proof, using my super high powered telescope, and isn't it a coincidence that I am always orbiting above their direct location?
Lastly, and if you don't believe me now I hope you never serve jury duty because you are a fool! I mean what, seriously, what do you think? The cylons do it? You think they have time for this? No, it's work best left for the humans.

It really makes you think, doesn't it?
2 comments:
Thanks for stopping by my blog.
Your is.... interesting, hehehe.
(and for the record, i think crop circles are fake!)
I really enjoy reading your posts. Keep on trucking spacemountainman. One day you will get those pesky racoons. I hope your game comes out smoothly and i look forward to playing it. Cant wait for the next post
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