Philosophical Thoughts

Strange as it may seem I love plastic spoons. I discovered this when I was about 14. I was eating ice cream with a perfect white plastic spoon. It was perfect because it's shape fit my mouth just right and it had just enough bend to it that when I pulled it down a bit it didn't break. So here I was eating this bowl of ice cream and I started to have really deep thoughts. It was the spoon.
Ever since then, every time I eat ice cream the spoon is very thought provoking. It's like, the answer to life, the universe, and everything isn't 42, it's 24. The computer was dyslexic. If I keep the spoon in my mouth long enough I start thinking about that statue, you know the one with the guy thinking? Except he isn't resting his head on his fist, he has a spoon in one had and a bowl of ice cream in the other. That is only the beginning.

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