"Whatever God can, man can too. 'Coz technically, God was created by man."


The child cried incessantly for three days, ever since its vacations began, with only a break at night when it slept. As soon as it got up in the morning, the weeping and begging would resume. He wanted his video game - his precious Gameboy console - and he wanted it really badly, so much so that he cried real tears of sadness in crying for it.
"I am so angry at myself for acting like a fool."

"Does getting angry make you less of a fool?

"You shut up! don't try to act smart with me."

<thinking> "Does keeping quiet make me less of a smart-ass?"
"Multiplying just for the sake of multiplying is the ideology of the cancer cell,"(1) claimed the sir in a thumping voice, so much so that all students in the biology lab were shaken into attention - not only those that were dozing but even those stealthily messaging on their cell phones.
"Abortion is always immoral," she said, continuing the debate they had started the previous night. She handed the glass of orange juice to her husband, and wore her apron to start making breakfast. They were having their favourite Sunday breakfast - scrambled eggs and bacon. Simple, but classic. Especially for the man, bacon was always a good follow-up after a night-long oral sex.
Background: A and B are college sweethearts. They knew not how it all started. Was it lust that blossomed into love (like it always happens) or love that finally bonded tightly through lust (which most of us would like to put it as)? Lovebirds of college - whose happiness and sadness was solely a function of each other and nothing else.