Sunday, January 16, 2011

life is like a box of chocolates...

...a rancid, death-filled, putrid, stinking box of chocolates smothered in the pointlessness of existence and wrapped in ennui.


I love that they call him by his proper name, Cancer Man, and not the politically correct version the X-Files creators gave him retroactively, The Cigarette-Smoking Man. Kind of a dramatic change of tone between the two, no?

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