NOTHING happens when you throw a stone in a pond. no "kerplunk", no ripples, no ever-widening series of concentric circles. just the flat, glassy surface of water staring back at you and daring you to fabricate some stupid metaphor about your "social outreach". you hear it from forks first, people.
― third geir, hang on tight (hongro hongro go faster faster) (unregistered), Friday, 3 May 2013 19:28 (twelve years ago)