What is the most significant part of our bodies? First of all, all you boring wasson baboons sit down and don’t say- All our body parts are important, you can’t judge and other bullshit. I didn’t say important, I said significant. There’s a difference.
People have survived without limbs, so they are out of the question. Kidneys, we can donate. In fact, any donate-able part is not my issue. Heart, obviously very important, can now be replaced by artificial ‘pump hearts’ as I saw in Crank. Okay, cut through it. It’s our face. Tadada! Imagine being with no face. So snubbed. No wonder- all those surgeries and masks.
And if you are in any way similar to half the people on the planet, you probably had a tough time in kinder garden understanding the saintly difference between head and face. Like me.
So what did you think that title was? An example of my literary genius you hadn’t yet reached or did you just not bother? Anyway, it’s me back at play school having a ball meddling the head and the face. So clear your head before you face this. Or not. Either way, I get to be a genius. *hehe*
If we were confused people and preferred the Head-
Oh boy! I really messed up. I don’t think I can go in there and head the fireworks.
He’s such a cheat! He led me on for so long, I even made him my prime witness. And NOW, now he changes head?! (We hate back stabbers. But that doesn’t make this irksome mistake less irksome.)
Okay, he’s short. And he is lazy. And he doesn’t shave. And beer is his God. But darling, you can’t be choosy! Not at THIS age! And don’t go by head value- I’m sure he’s a real gem of a person. Yeah, he’s a misogynist.
Now that’s a head only a mother can love. Or maybe not. No.
If we were confused people and preferred the Face-
Angry? She was LIVID. She almost bit his face off! (Ugh, horridly cannibal.)
Ah! If you didn’t put your Facebook update ‘It’s raining’ and tagged everyone from school to it, we would NEVER have known. Holy soul. Bless your pointy little face. (Yup. Do NOT do that. Else, we will have to doubt what’s inside your pointy little head.)
Mr. President fails still to understand his mistake, but continues to bury his face in the sand. (Crappy headline. And though the temptation to use face is strong, it’s really head. And now that you know, don’t bury YOUR head in the sand!)
One book. Small hit. Bah! But enough to get to his face. (Bah! Bah! Bah!)
What you say is true. And I completely agree. But I’m sorry, I can’t make face or tails out of it. Were you talking about cats?
So what she slapped me when I told her? I’m still face over heels in love with her. Yeah, the same face she re-designed.
From the non-high-faced blabbermouth,
(P.S. Missed kinder garden?)