I Think The Jokes Would Have Been

I Was The Naughty Kid That The Teachers Liked. I Bullied A Kid In The 1st Year When I Was In The 2nd, Who Then Hit Puberty Like A Plane Crash And Grew Into A Gorilla Who Bullied Me When He Was In The 4th Year And I Was In The 5th. That's Karma.

I Think We All Mistake Certain Things For Happiness. I Think We Mistake Comfort For Happiness And We Mistake Pleasure For Happiness, And Entertainment For Happiness, When Really These Are Just Things We Use As Proxies For Our Happiness. We Use Them To Cheer Us Up Or Try And Achieve Brief Happiness, When Really Happiness Is Something Much More Profound And Long Lasting And Exists Within Us.

Often You Read Something About Yourself, And Either You've Been Ironic, And That Doesn't Work In Print, Or It Paraphrases Something That You Said, And Has A Different Meaning.

We Realised That It Was Important To Embrace This Popcorn Logic, That It Works, That It's Funnier When You Fire 20 Rounds From One Tiny Pistol. Then It Becomes The Joke, It's Funnier When You Pay Less Attention.

My Worst Job Was Packing Animal Feed In A Warehouse In Gloucestershire When I Was A Student. It Was A Very Strange Environment. It Was Hung Heavy With Oat Dust, The Place Was Infested With Mice, And Everyone Who Worked There Was Over 60, And I Was 18. It Was Crazy. Apologies To Anyone Who Works In Animal-feed Packing Industry And Loves It.