Genius is a word used far too often. When I look in the mirror, I see a genius staring back. Whatever I do, is the work of a genius. When I finally rid the world of the so-called music of Bon Jovi, I will be declared the genius that I truly am. Until that day, I hold my hands up and admit that there is but one true genius among us. This is the true story of said genius:
Cursive seems to be dying out, but recursive is always in!
I get the picture, over and over and…
Nicely done, can you do this while also solving that Rubiks Cube? Now that would be genius.
i’m just chillin here, happy in the knowledge that this is as close to a genuine genius as I’ll ever be!
A genius with WAY too much time on his hands, neck, arms, probably still living his parent’s basement, the list goes on.
But a genius none the less!
True Bill, I’m just extremely jealous of his genius and living rent free in his parent’s basement, lol! 😉
Ain’t we all!
Alright!! We’re on our way back to being the global leaders for … What? No! Wait!
Shit!
Start again.
That happens me quite a lot!