Sometimes I don’t like being alone, but sometimes I do.
When I’m alone I watch what I want, I eat what I want, I do what I want.
I don’t argue with anyone, I’m in complete control of my happiness.
I sometimes have a friend over because I get lonely, most of the time it doesn’t take to long before I’d wish they’d go home!
Moral of the story If your alone think about what your missing, being alone has it’s benefits of being drama free!
I’m really not a loner and have had a few long relationships, I’m just saying until you find someone you can put up with being alone isn’t the end of the world:)
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Also you can fart as loud as you want without having to apologize.
Hey Cordless! Did you finish the composition you were working on for the Spring concert?
Yes I did!
I finished it in four days.
We’ve been rehearsing it almost every week.
That is wonderful. Are you happy with it?
74% of the time, yes!
😮
Well, I think you’re amazing and I’d be surprised if you weren’t your harshest critic. Congratulations! It’s a wonderful accomplishment.
Ha ha! You mean I can quit saying excuse me to myself! 🙂
You can even stop saying “Bless You” when you sneeze.
Sounds like you’re just getting old, old man. You should change your username to ‘oldrocketman’.
JK, I agree.
Hello EmptyPluto,
Yes I’m getting old! Perhaps getting smart! FINALLY!! 🙂
I actually think I’m getting dumber the older I get.
There are plenty of benefits to being alone:
* The remote control is always exactly where you last left it. You don’t need to hunt it down.
* Your favorite parking space isn’t occupied by someone else.
* No one else eats your food or drinks your beer. You don’t come home to any unpleasant surprises.
* There’s no debate about what to watch on TV.
* Nobody cares if you leave the toilet seat up.
* Nobody gives you grief for “excessive” barbequing.
That’s all I can think of for now, but I’m sure there are more reasons.
I didn’t even know there was such a thing as “excessive” barbecuing.
Befriend a militant vegan, you’ll learn a lot about what’s wrong with you and your carnivorous ways.
Ah.
Grills reek of death.
Delicious, juicy, perfectly charred smoky death.
Now I’m craving steak and BBQ chicken.
Haha.
Welcome to the dark side of the spoon.
(Or fork and knife, but spoon sounds better because it rhymes with moon).
Darn, now I want a steak.
Cordless,
Guess what i’m making! A Delicious, juicy, perfectly charred smoky dead steak! 🙂
I’ll bring the Worcestershire sauce.
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If there’s ever anything I can do, just let me know. My reply might be a little late but I’ll do the best I can to help.