Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain
Why the early bird gets the worm
Life isn’t always fair, and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

He declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student, but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home without the burglar suing you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents Truth and Trust, by his wife Discretion, his daughter Responsibility, and his son Reason. He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers: I Know My Rights; I Want It Now; Someone Else Is To Blame; and I’m A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

(Printed in The London Times)


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Wow.. Devianart

No am not dead yet … just turned into a zombie *bricked*

*hugs her mates* even if its physically not possible XP missed you you lovely monsters <3 hope you all been doing well dearest. I am being awfully away ,however, glad to keep in touch with few mates through email ^^.

Ish Busy:
Thanks to those terrible monsters of mine and my family, I hardly can sit properly to check out some messages and art.. and that bloody connection makes it just perfect.

Also was away outside the country. It was so nice we all were together, grandma and aunties so much fun ^o^ my back is still hurting me but pfff didn’t let that ruin the time.

Art:
So sorry for not checking all of your art work any sooner even if it’ll take time will be checking it out :] Been drawing few pictures as well just couldn’t submit it here yet. Trying to work more on anatomy and such, truly admire many folks here the way they draw for instant Connie, Sarah, Alvilde, SexySickness, thefireworriors, Mibibo, Berylune-AND-Kanaloa, Dinah.. Ahem mean Hilary XD; and many more actually.. I look up to them and hope will be as good as they are or at least half f[^//^

Big Thanks:
To all who thought my art work is good and bare with my creepy randomness, thanks for the favourites and for the add appreciate it

A bigger thanks to dearest friends here who I do love just the way they are <3

Thank you..and thank you so much

Now, if you’ll excuse me but would like to have a cup of tea with good ol Lorenzo and why not maybe can go head hunting with little Harold >x] .. nah just kidding *looks around* in case if Leanne was close o-o