Rory Blyth: The Smartest Man in the World
Summary: The Blinding Genius of Rory Blyth.
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I have a charitable proposal: The Society for the Preservation for Jolene Blaylock.
While staying at my temporarily unoccupied parental dwelling, and feeling the call of hunger, I contemplated consuming something in the fridge that can only be described as...
I've noticed that, in recent years, whenever someone uses the term 'one in a million' somebody else is quick to point out that even if you're just one in a million there are roughly 5000 to 6000 other people on earth who are just like you.
A drunk man, a dead raccoon, a shovel, and me.
Some invaluable advice from TSMITW on how to keep your cool under extreme pressure
My father told me this story. Unbelievable.
During dinner recently, Aydika and I talked, and as usual we talked about everything. And obviously, since everything includes the subject of animal dissection...
Some of you might know that my work involves a lot of travel... and it looks like I'm going to be making a trip to Alaska.
I went back to London to see if it was the same magical place of my youth- and London has changed.
During a recent dinner with friends, a little comment I made in passing prompted someone to ask me about my dislike for French Canadians.
"I have a receipt for the tires," I said. The cop just stared at me. He was probably thinking about how when someone decides to embark upon a life of crime, he should be at least the slightest bit prepared.
Einstein couldn't do it again if he lived today. He'd be too distracted by the allure of technology, and by all those buttheads at Mensa trying to prove how smart they are.
It had to happen sooner or later. My biological defenses have been infiltrated by a snot-spewing child-thing.
My father fired off another shot, but the bamboo continued to rustle... a man must defend his bamboo.
I went out to lunch with my parents today, and my mom, believing that I am still 5 years old, gave me a couple of presents, or "prezzies" as she likes to call them.