I Don’t Think I Want To Be Around When They Hatch


They are actually some kind of glass sculpture things we saw at some famous glass sculpture dude museum next to the Space Needle when we went on vacation.

I can’t remember the name of the museum and don’t fucking care.

It was kind of cool I will admit but a bit pricey for what it was.


I dunno, maybe you are just supposed to sit and contemplate the deeper meaning of these glass flowers quietly or something.

In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not overly cultured.

Don’t give a fuck about that shit either.

It’s not that I can’t appreciate beauty and all that happy horseshit, it’s just that most of this kind of crap bores me to tears.

4 thoughts on “I Don’t Think I Want To Be Around When They Hatch

  1. Amen Preacher! I too have never seen what the damn fuss was about with “art” like this, You ain’t the only one not cultured, us mouth breathing stone age Neanderthals have a sense of beauty with a finely tuned car, smooth lines and a firm rump does it for most of us… not that crap.


  2. Chihuly likes making glass bongs and penis shapes, hanging on wires and he calls it art.

    Idiots buy them for hundreds of thousands of dollars to decorate their palatial homes. I don’t envy or admire Chihuly, but PT Barnum cited the rule – there are fools born every minute and Badfinger confirmed the separation of money from same. Both men were keen observers of humanity.


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