Dead People Aren't Funny

They aren’t.

Sure, dead pee-ple aren’t funny

Buttttttt

You know what IS funny, Pixie?

How blind you are to your own weakness.

It reeks off you

Your misery

So tangible

I can taste it

You are unsatisfied with your gender

You wish you were male

You have artificially induced yourself with testosterone

But it is insufficient

The womanliness still lingers

This is why you are obsessed with genetic engineering

You want to discover how to manipulate DNA in order to become a full-fledged male

So then you can stick your penis inside of a vagina and experience the glory of maleness.

But that’s certainly not true.
Dead people can STILL be quite funny. You need to think out of the box, Trixie.
We can still appreciate their humor through their words ---- how ---------through their books, through the comedians who quote them, et cetera.

Weekend at Bernie’s.

They even made a sequel. Was a very funny franchise, but for obvious reasons couldn’t go on forever.

Actually, no. I just hate everyone actually, and woman are easiest to pick on.

Plus, I can’t stand them, because they are the biggest liars and hypocrits on the face of the planet. I have been abandoned by female friends I loved and cherished for no reason at all, actually. They are despicable cowards, loyal only to themselves.

Sex isnt about penis and vag. The vag is like a mouth, girls are soul-eaters. Men wish to be wholly devoured. That is intimacy, the glory of it all, all driven by the will to become nothing, to merge and become noise, as dust.

Dead men tell no tales.

Plus, I can’t stand them, because they are the biggest liars and hypocrits on the face of the planet. I have been abandoned by female friends I loved and cherished for no reason at all, actually. They are despicable cowards, loyal only to themselves.

Hey, you must know my last girlfriend. Small world.

You know one, you know them all.

Your like a little Yoda, full of wisdom, who wears a bra.

Yoda is a monkey, after all.

Sure, they do - if those tales are written down. lol They’re called memoirs, biographies, some may be left unrevealed until at some point a journal may be found and the “tales” are discovered.
Tales can and do survive our dead bones.

Trixie is superior to Arcturus.

I can surely attest to this - she has more intelligence and knowledge than I do but does she shine beautifully and brightly in the night sky?
I would take THAT over intelligence and knowledge - being that both ARE a tool and they’re benefits depends on how they are used.

But I burn brightly - I radiate hot orange heat and energy. lol

We have bugs here that glow in the dark. I killed one last night, kept glowing.

So sexual.

That would be the enzyme luciferase acting on the luciferin in the presence of the magnesium ions, ATP, and oxygen still in the insect’s abdomen postmortem.

Now what if I actually knew that and didn’t just google it? How boss would that be?

You monster you. Did you not know that that little being was related to us stars - much like the star which has sadly died - grown cold - yet its light still travels to Earth. Perhaps that little fallen being kept glowing to show the stuff of which it is made and to show the stuff of which you are made.

Does knowing that take the thrill out of the experience for you?

“Damn, they went and destroyed the mystery of it.” Can’t recall who said that.

All energy is sexual.

Do you know that you step on bugs every time you go outside?

Do you know that if you are the majority of the population, you live a meat eating lifestyle which promotes the enslavement and genocide of animals?