I KILL YOU NOW FUCK OFF AND GET ME A DRINK - a poem

I have not posted for some time. Far from slacking, I have been working furiously on my greatest artistic work, the creation of which my whole life has been working towards. The jewel in my creative cultural life, everything I have every wanted to say, every emotion I have ever felt moved to express, is in these lines.

Here, finally, I present it for the viewing of the general public.

I KILL YOU NOW FUCK OFF AND GET ME A DRINK

I kill you
Why?
Because you are a bastard
And you deserve to die
Violently
Why?
Because you are a fucking arsehole
I will kill you again
What do you mean I can only kill you once?
Why are you talking, you are dead!
Now fuck off and get me a drink

Carlo Sands,
November 2007

I await my Nobel Prize.

Life's little lessons — my thought for the day

As you move through life, getting older, you accumulate knowledge and wisdom. You learn from your mistakes, which become a useful part of the whole "experience" that is life.

I thought I would share with the world a valuable lesson I have learned recently, so hopefully I can help someone else, perhaps a little green around the ears as I was once was, avoid the same mistake. If only someone had been around to warn me!

As I explained in my previous post, I made what I am big enough to admit was a serious mistake in my "lifestyle choices" a little while back. I decided to give up drinking.

My thought for the day is inspired by this misguided adventure:

"Anything in excess can be dangerous, but especially sobriety."

Remember that one, kids. They'll tell you that too much booze can kill you. Yeah, well, so can not enough.