I personally like to remain, unimpeachably, stoically sensible by coming at it from the other end.

The act of being abjectly, sublimely (just shy of taking a dump in your own hand), stupid is rumored in Zen circles to not be a flat plane, but to double back on itself into the realms of profoundly sensible and humorless again.

This is my life's work. It's like drawing the perfect circle, free-hand except with a higher quotient of farts being lit.

I personally like to remain, unimpeachably, stoically sensible by coming at it from the other end.

The act of being abjectly, sublimely (just shy of taking a dump in your own hand), stupid is rumored in Zen circles to not be a flat plane, but to double back on itself into the realms of profoundly sensible and humorless again.

This is my life's work. It's like drawing the perfect circle, free-hand except I with more farts being lit.