I don't like diets. I mean, just listen to the first syllable – »die«. Says a lot, doesn't it?
The prehistoric man may have seemed brave and strong, and ready to kill big animals to protect his family and provide food and furs, but in reality he simply preferred being mauled by a wild mammoth to spending too much time with his wife and her mother.
Take two nurses, a rubber hose and a bucket of soap, and you've got drainage a trois.
Have I taken out the trash? Time is curved, I guess I have.
If my friend’s friend is my enemy then I guess my friend is my enemy. And if my friend’s enemy is my friend then, again, my friend is my enemy. However, if my enemy’s friend is my friend then my enemy is my friend.
© Matija Lah