People never cease to amaze me. There is always someone out in the world who does something stupid, or something that makes no sense to me. With my extremely cynical nature, it is hard to surprise me with someone's goofiness. That is why I am writing this.
What celebrity do you look the most like? Next week: If you were the eighth dwarf, what would your name be?
I don't have kids, and I don't like 'em either. But I've always sort of pitied the little tykes when it comes to the subject of nursery rhymes. I imagine the whole ordeal can by quite traumatic for the little buggers. Take "Rock a bye baby" for example. It starts out innocent enough: Rock a bye baby on the treetop, When the wind blows the cra- dle will rock, Then the next line is quite terrifying: When the bough breaks the cra- dle will fall, And down will come baby, cra- dle and all.