If you’re insane, do you know you’re insane?
If you can withstand pain, where is the pain?
If you’re a zombie, what is a zombie?
If you’re ugly, why are you ugly?
If you can work any of these out, you’re a better worker outer than me.
If you’re insane, do you know you’re insane?
If you can withstand pain, where is the pain?
If you’re a zombie, what is a zombie?
If you’re ugly, why are you ugly?
If you can work any of these out, you’re a better worker outer than me.
If you’re askin’, I’m dancin’. (Liver Birds)
PS Bearsy is a fan of Douglas Adams so he’ll identify with this . 42.
1. Being insane is like being stupid. The chances are that you won’t know it, but everyone else will.
2. It’s still there, you just live with it.
3. Comrades in Rotting Flesh.
4.Ugliness has as much, if not more, to do with how one carries oneself. Something who is physically not striking can still be comely through personality and expression.
Christopher,
I salute your reticence in not adding an ostentatious
5. Yes I am.
Wasn’t it M Twain who suggested we keep our mouths closed and look like fools rather than open them and remove all doubt? 🙊
Hee-hee, J-Man.
If mouths are closed, would we eat with our eyes?
If Morecambe had no fools, what would happen to Wise?
If there was no doubts, is it all just cigarettes?
If 42 is right, is it divisible by the figure eight?
If you can work that lot out, you’re a work lotter outer great.
JW, your last line sums it all up. 😱
#3 You are 🙂
FEEG,
Your comment has upset me so much that I am compelled to write a third instalment of bad poetical, metaphysical nonsense. Ahem.
If…
If…
Think, think, think, If..
Sew it, I mean, darn it, my mind’s went blank, zombieish, creativity has left the building.
JW, you are suggering from blighter’s rock, as the Rev Spooner observed.
Oh dear TR: That is the impersonal you, not your good self. Simple matter of logic. If you are a zombie, what is a zombie? You are 🙂
Just for the record, Janus, the original Liver Birds exchange went, starting with him, You dancin’? You askin’? I’m askin’. I’m dancin’, but omitted the final put-down, “Gear! I’ll ‘ave your chair den.”
OZ
Too early in the morning to know or care!