Was Immanuel Kant a real pissant who was very rarely stable, and was Heidegger a boozy beggar who could think you under the table?
Wasn’t Socrates himself permanently pissed?
Wasn’t he too mellow to be angry all the time?
Would a cup of hemlock make me mellow?
Could you maybe try it and report back to us?
Any word back yet?
Could it be true that dead women tell no tales?
Are you suggesting that Death commits sexual discrimination?
Are we talking necrophilia now?
Is that an undying love?
Are you always so dead on?
Could it have been all those years in the Peace Corpse?
Were you just dying to post that?
Don’t you know you can’t spell “slaughter” without “laughter”?
Why not hire the undertaker who puts the “fun” in “funeral”?
Don’t they cost an arm and a leg?
What if you lend him a hand?
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
Is that what they’re calling masturbation these days?
Wouldn’t that be the sound of one hand fapping?