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(enfp, future peripatetic and/or cat owner)

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Shit happens

Are you, by any chance, looking to shove atheistic existentialism (hidden under the thin veneer of theism) down the throat of your 4-year-old child--while simultaneously giving them a newfound appreciation for canine fecal matter?
Wow, have I got the perfect movie for you!

That's right, folks! Doggy Poo has it all:
the meaninglessness dog shit that is you, the unchangeable consequences of all your past misdeeds, the inevitability of death (in the form of an ox-drawn carriage) from the moment of birth, the cruel winds of chance sweeping some forward and leaving others behind, the horrible monotony of each and every day, and the finding meaning (in your love for another) before your life is over.

No, really.

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