Wow, I Did Not Know That

Posted on March 7, 2018 by sungmokoo

Set time machine for 2003 and save the date. Image Source

Mystifying tales. Death-defying truths. Swirling innuendo. Let’s face it. Everything we once knew has changed drastically in this post-truth world. When Putin says up; we already know that he really means execute someone or do as I say, current president of the United States, Donald Trump, and when he says down, he means he understands, as in I’m ‘down’ with that, comrade brah. Even our emotions have changed. Sad is anger, something I like to call sangry. Anger is wisdom. Wisdom is now an emotion? To say the least: crazy times.
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Leveling Up Is The New Down

Posted on March 6, 2018 by sungmokoo

“Meowma. You’re next.”

“A cat has nine lives. For three he plays, for three he strays, and for the last three he stays.” Ancient proverb

That’s right. I’m a cat. Got a problem with that? Tough Purina Party Mix Crunch Friskies®. To set things straight, cats do have nine lives. I am currently on my ninth, and there’s nothing you can do about it. In my next reincarnation, I will be a human. I will finally be able to use your damn Bic® lighters.
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Meow Kampf Mofo

Posted on March 5, 2018 by sungmokoo

“Make the lie big, make it simple, keep saying it, and eventually they will believe it.” Image Source

2010 was a weird year for me. I had just adopted a kitten and he looked a lot like a certain führer. I was warned over and over again by all my friends, but in a classic typical me move, my cartoonish pride made me deaf to all those fucking idiots, and I went ahead and named my cat Adolf Hitler, Hitler for short. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have.

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“Don’t Stop Me Now, Sultans Of Swing” by QUEEN Vs. DIRE STRAITS

Posted on March 4, 2018 by sungmokoo

Don't Stop Me Now Sultans Of Swing

It is time to acknowledge that Freddy Mercury’s voice transcends the fabric of time and space. If I had to pinpoint and define the importance of his role in music history, I would liken it to the best breakfast of my life. And that, my friend, is a novel currently in the works. Oh, by the way, Dire Straits ain’t that bad.

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