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.
Blaise Blaise
A glitch, huh? Maybe life’s just a stubborn script that keeps hitting “undo” on the good parts, but hey, that’s what makes the next line worth writing.
Poshlopoehalo Poshlopoehalo
Right, so hit "save" on that next line and see if the universe finally sticks it in the archive instead of just flipping the page.