Recipe for Success
Take an original idea
Regurgitate it
Change the protagonists / villains / settings names
Place your name after Created By
Claim inspiration not appropriation
Promote the hell out of it
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This is how I see myself on a good day!
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Take an original idea
Regurgitate it
Change the protagonists / villains / settings names
Place your name after Created By
Claim inspiration not appropriation
Promote the hell out of it
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my 4th tattoo…from Shel Silverstein’s Hug O War
I will not play at tug o’war.
I’d rather play at hug o’war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles,
And everyone wins.
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Actual conversation while driving to the supermarket with hubby. Baby in the back seat napping. Hubby starts the conversation:
So, SLO4 came back from Japan and had interesting things to say about their toilets.
What, like “‘thank you for your waste, please come again?’”
Well, she said hers didn’t speak, but it did come with some nifty gadgets.
Like a bidet? Those already exist in England and other civilized countries. Heck I had them growing up in the Middle East (note - the US of A doesn’t generally have bidets).
Well, a combination actually. The toilet squirted water - not from the bottom, that’s just gross, but higher up on the side, from the back and - this is her favorite - from the front.
Mmmm cleannnn.
Man, only in Japan. When I go there, I’m going to insist on a talking toilet. It’s going to greet me in the morning and tell me how good it is to see me!
giggling
In fact, I want my toilet to answer my crossword! Toilet, what is the opposite of “back”, 5 letters, beginning with F!
completely, hoplessly, bent over in laughter
Not only that, it should give me health tips based on what I do! Next time sir, please eat more fiber. In order to facilitate weight loss, skip the cheesecake desert.
by then he was incoherent too
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
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