When I was a small black child I was a big fan of MacGyver. Last year, in the Black River forest, I had what I hoped was going to be a MacGyver moment. I had forgotten matches/cigarette lighter and was trying to light the stove. I took the batteries out of my flashlight, wired them up using paperclips and tried to light the stove with electrical sparks. I got sparks but the stupid goddamn fucking stove didn't light. As you can tell it brought me much pain. Proof that God doesn't exist.
Sorry for tarnishing your plog with the word 'fucking.' Nevertheless, there's a time and place for every obscenity.
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When I was a small black child I was a big fan of MacGyver. Last year, in the Black River forest, I had what I hoped was going to be a MacGyver moment. I had forgotten matches/cigarette lighter and was trying to light the stove. I took the batteries out of my flashlight, wired them up using paperclips and tried to light the stove with electrical sparks. I got sparks but the stupid goddamn fucking stove didn't light. As you can tell it brought me much pain. Proof that God doesn't exist.
Sorry for tarnishing your plog with the word 'fucking.' Nevertheless, there's a time and place for every obscenity.
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