Monday, May 23, 2011

i thought i put this up earlier. from the vault.

I came across a really nice mullet in vietnam some time ago and had a brain spew into my blackberry at the time that wandered into the murky waters of flamingo musings and ligers. Probably says something about my state of mind at the time. Anyway, here it is:


I wonder if mullet wearers from the middle east are the equivilent to the social trailblazing mullet wearers in other countries. Do people in the middle east look at him and think, wow, that's an epic mullet, I want to eat hummus with that guy. Or do they think he is just normal.

How did flamingoes evolve to be pink? How has this color proven to be advantagous for them? Did all the purple flamingoes get eaten as they did not look quite as good? Did predators take pity on them? How do male flamingoes live with it? Do they say to their mates," hey dude, you are in pink, what a faggot". I wonder if when a flamingo son grows up to be gay its parents put it down to them dressing it in pink as a child, vowing to not repeat their mistakes. Seriously, why pink. Stupid flamingoes. Why couldn t they be a cool animal like a killer whale. Or a panther. Or a jaguar. Or a Liger. A cross between a lion and a tiger, very cool animal. Flamingoes are pretty crap compared to ligers.

Reasons why I did not like hanoi:

Traffic was nuts and wanted me dead.
Vietnamese people, from the smallest child, to the oldest elder, I am pretty sure wanted to kill me.
It stinks.
I am sick of noodles.

Reasons I liked hanoi:
The traffic was nuts and was never dull, liked the excessive use of various horns.
Vietnamese people did not kill me.
No one complained about my stinks.
I got all the noodles a man could want.

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