One man gave his son this practical advice:
“Be nice to people on your way up, cause you ain’t going up.”
A baby mouse asked its mother, “Why do humans treat each other different than we do?”
And she replied, “Because, my dear, they don’t know any better.”
Niceness, politeness and sympathy are all words delivered with a post-survival twang.
Some Hope for the Deceased:
When mental curiosity’s dead – you dead
(“Hey, what the hell kinda hope you call that!?”)
Some are on a bus,
Some are on a train,
But everyone over eighteen
is on a submarine.
Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle, grey matter gurgle.