Duuuuude. I might be the new quality auditor at work. MY COWORKERS WILL BOW DOWN BEFORE MY QUALITY KNOW-HOW. ALL WILL RESPECT QUALITY AUDITOR SAMSON, LEST THEY FACE THE WRATH OF MY POWER TO PUT THEIR PRODUCT ON HOLD!
Someone fight me.
I’m the most indecisive person alive.
I lost a follower. :’D
I’ve started this “i don’t give a fuck diet” where i fluctuate between carefully keeping track of my nutrition, and eating an entire jar of peanuts in one sitting proceeded by throwing back two or three energy drinks before ordering pizza. I’m probably going to die prematurely.
Studies show that everyone is way more attractive than i am.
"Are you God?" She asked.
“I can’t be. God is dead. All that is good is gone, so nothing remaining could ever be as such.”
Surprisingly, this comforted her.
“Good,” she said. “I would hate for God to speak solely to me.”
He pondered her words for a time.
“If only God were as lucky as I.”