Blaise & Poshlopoehalo
Blaise Blaise
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Ever wonder if the universe is just a long, drunken sonnet and we’re all the footnotes that keep tripping over each other?
Blaise Blaise
Sure, the universe is a raucous poem with a punchline that never quite lands, and we’re the scattershot stanzas trying to keep up with the rhyme.
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Yeah, and the punchline's probably just a glitch in the code that keeps resetting the page every time we try to hit "enter" on life.