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Plus there are the snails. It was raining not too long ago and for some reason, snails want to cross that path when it rains. Something inside their little snail brains tells them that's the place to go.

But then the rain stops and the sun comes out and suddenly there is all kinds of traffic. Walkers, runners, bikers, rollerbladers, skateboarders, dogs. The snails are all over the path like sitting ducks. Poor bastards are just so slow. And they're small and they kind of blend in. You can try to watch for them on your bike but by the time you see them, you're on top of them. And plus you do need to watch ahead where you're going.

Crunched snails all over the place. Why does their brain tell them to go there?



The whole world is one big neverending Shakespearean tragedy.
 
If a guy wants a girlfriend, he has to be confident, strong, handsome, nice but not too nice, a good listener, thoughtful, fun, intelligent, passionate and have a career. If a girl wants a boyfriend, she just has to be skinny and/or really horny all the time.