It seems like I am missing out on my life or something like that. Look at this fucking giraffe for instance.
Here is a giraffe.
This mother fucker does not give a fuck. She’s just seconds away from crashing into that crazy ass rat thing in front of her and she could not eternally give a fuck less about it.
That’s the kind of shit I want to do. Instead I think and think about shit constantly and then I get on WordPress and write things that I thought and hope people will like the things so that I don’t have to do anything in my actual life. Not like this fucking giraffe. You think she ever put some shit on WordPress? No fucking way. Mother fucker is like, bitch I’m a giraffe, I ride bicycles, get the fuck out of here alrrrright?
Anyone's Ghost 
I wanna be that giraffe too. I belive a partial lobotomy aught to do the trick.
Haha let’s get a double room at the hospital
I’ll bring the vodka and bikes for the afterparty
Giraffes don’t need to go on social media because they can see far enough as it is. Perhaps …
Perhaps they can’t see far enough down to the level of a computer screen
Here’s your solution. Get yourself a fuck-long neck. Let us know how it works out for you with a post on here.
Ha! i been ordered one weeks ago don’t know where it must be now
Done what you said and don’t like it – who wants to see all the shit waiting for you round corners?
And I suppose your long neck is now my fault?
My mum says to stop playing with you cos you’re a bad influence … 😉
Haha you crazy motherfucker! I responded to your email.
Working on my correspondence. You’re a workhorse these days!
Goddam right! I’m going all the way to 2018. Can’t wait to read your reply(s).
I wanna be that giraffe too now!
Right!