When all my time on God’s green earth is done,
This unrelenting march shall make me whole.
For dust is but the only worthy goal… 87 more words
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Short and sweet, today’s joke, from an anonymous submission:
A horse walks into a bar. The bartender says “Why the long face?”
The horse says “I’ve just realized I’m a metaphysical concept within a fictional narrative, and will cease to exist at the end of this sentence.” 11 more words