What happened to my fingers anyway?

I mean seriously, what happened to them? They don’t do anything useful anymore. They just type and play video games and lift beer to my mouth, which, apparently is too stupid to realize that “hey! this just MIGHT not be so good for the parts that the mouth relies on to operate throughout it’s lifespan!”

Ridiculous!

My brain knows it. It really does. It says “I don’t want to send emails and make phone calls! Don’t feed me that garbage! Since when did we stop playing music? That’s what I’d like to know.”

I’m in total concurrence. Since when did we stop playing music? But my fingers – they just keep doing stupid, boring crap. And the worst part? The worst part is my legs are listening! If you thought only your ears could listen, you’d be wrong. My legs actually take my stupid fingers and mouth to places where they can type emails and drink beer (respectively of course)!

Speaking of my ears – they also agree with my brain. They say “you hear that? I know you do. Isn’t that cool? We should do that again!” And my brain agrees. But these goddamn fingers! They’re just so lazy!

Luckily my eyes are joining in on the fight. “Check that out! It’s so blue and sunny! We should go out there and do…well, something!” And I agree with them too. But these goddamn legs! They’re only motivated to get the fingers typing emails or help the mouth get beer from the fingers.

Ridiculous.

Ridiculous.