Memes come here to die.

I'll play your little game, the P@. You goad-herder. I shan't repeat the long intro, because it's all "Ernest Hemingway did this so it is super awesome blah blah blah," NO. It's your life in six words. That's the rules. This should be a post over at the BG BTW, maybe it is, I haven't checked. Anyway, technically I did this years ago:

Half Man. Half Machine. ALL MAN.

Oh yeah, that one's going on the tombstone. More? Okay:

Can't say I'm proud of everything.

Scratches the itch mostly in private.

Introspection isn't always the best idea.

The boogers, sadly, have been prevalent.

Sometimes up, sometimes down, always bewitching.

I'm supposed to tag five people to do this, but I'm pretty sure the five people who read this blog already did it. But I call upon enigmatic Channy to do it here in the comments if she so chooses. And also Barack Obama. We'll finally see what that dude is made of.


Next time on Cranky Matty... HERMAPHRODITE!!!

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