Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Five thoughts about love

Love is a monkey. True love is a monkey in a top hat. Immortal love is a monkey in a top hat peeing on a chicken.

It’s better to marry someone you hate than to drop someone you love in a volcano and then giggle about it.

You never forget your first love or second war crime.

Deep down, all anyone really wants is to be loved, abducted by aliens, and displayed in a Martian petting zoo.

What is love? Is love buying a castle, renovating the dungeon, and hiring goons to capture the people you love? I guess it is.

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