Imagine being such a perfect specimen that after a mass extinction and you are essentially in an evolutionary power vacuum you go "Nah homie... I'm good" and stay the same.
As a species... I think we screwed up somewhere way back.
Imagine being such a perfect specimen that after a mass extinction and you are essentially in an evolutionary power vacuum you go "Nah homie... I'm good" and stay the same.
As a species... I think we screwed up somewhere way back.
They did, but you gotta get your booster shots every now and then.
I vow to you, I will not rest, I will not sleep for an instant until I AM THE ONE rolling in their money piles. I should have that money, not them, me!
Why yes, you CAN put a tomatoes in your fruit salad. It is a fruit after all.
I can suggest an equation that has the potential to change the future...
E = MC² + S
S stands for sandwich...because I'm having one, for lunch...
It is okay to get high. It is NOT OKAY to get high and eat all your baby's cereal.
--Katt Williams.
A new CEO was hired to take over a struggling company. The CEO who was stepping down met with him privately and presented him with three numbered envelopes. “Open these if you run into serious trouble,” he said.
Well, three months later sales and profits were still way down and the new CEO was catching a lot of heat. He began to panic but then he remembered the envelopes. He went to his drawer and took out the first envelope. The message read, “Blame your predecessor.” The new CEO called a press conference and explained that the previous CEO had left him with a real mess and it was taking a bit longer to clean it up than expected, but everything was on the right track. Satisfied with his comments, the press – and Wall Street – responded positively.
Another quarter went by and the company continued to struggle. Having learned from his previous experience, the CEO quickly opened the second envelope. The message read, “Reorganize.” So he fired key people, consolidated divisions and cut costs everywhere he could. This he did and Wall Street, and the press, applauded his efforts.
Three months passed and the company was still short on sales and profits. The CEO would have to figure out how to get through another tough earnings call. The CEO went to his office, closed the door and opened the third envelope. The message said, “Prepare three envelopes.”
The cows, chickens, horses, donkeys, sheep, goats, llama, alpaca, and your crazy uncle Earl have all fled the barn
Quickly rushes over to slam the barn door