
Character Capsules #2
“Hoowee! You smell like a possum died in uncle Chester’s septic tank! Where you been?!”
“Hoowee! You smell like a possum died in uncle Chester’s septic tank! Where you been?!”
Thoughts are a hell of a drug. I once got so high on thoughts I bought a chest freezer and filled it with cigarettes and chocolate.
The most dangerous man in the world is one who has shed from themselves the illusion of control.
We don’t torture our prisoners, we just give them the opposite of fun. Me, if I were a Gitmo prison guard
Suffering is a way to prove your resilience and to identify ways of engineering a better world.
I like to ground myself in the act of grinding coffee.
I do indeed operate at a higher level than most beings in this universe. I’m just a dysfunctional mess because I like the challenge.
“Pack it up, you sneaky prawns! I’m trying to cook dinnah!”
Character Capsules is a series where I attempt to encapsulate an entire character in a single expressive sentence. Inspired by films where rich characters are needed to briefly inform the life and/or background of the protagonist.
In this clip, I riff lyrics that I imagine a British rapper would compose.
In a crowd where everyone is doing nothing but screaming like lunatics, the person doing interpretive dance is the only one being heard.
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