Ignoramus.
Muscles.
Ignoramuscles.
I do push-ups.
Doing push-ups makes me feel stupid.
Why? Here are some numbered responses:
1) They're uncomfortable to do and make me unhappy in the moment,* which seems dumb.
2) I could be spending my push-up time reading and gaining more knowledge, to become less dumb.
3) The world could end tomorrow and then these push-ups would all be a waste. Dumb.
4) If my muscles are growing, then that means that proportionally, the size of my brain is decreasing compared to the rest of my body.
See how dumb I'm getting?
At least I can punch things better now.
Punched.
Head.
Punchead.
* Because isn't the moment all we have, in a sense?
Carpe Diem.
I'm Dumb.
Carpe Di'm Dumb.
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The world could end tomorrow and all that knowledge would be useless, too.
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Point.
Goint.
Maybe knowledge could help someone keep the world from ending, in a way that push-ups couldn't.
ReplyDeleteUnless the world was ending from some sort of imbalance that required lots of qualified push-ups at once to get its axis back on track.
I take it all back.
Push-ups are smart and might save us all.
Pecs.
Ecstatic.
Pecstatic.