After the storm, comes the Sun.
Yeah well, you know what, I’m a Viking, fuck the Sun. Plus the Sun appearing won’t pay my bills, will it? Will the Sun give me more than 28 hours of work a week? No, it will not. Fuck the Sun. Goddamn communists.
The early bird gets the worm.
I’ll just quote Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes here; Ew, nice incentive.
I mean seriously. What am I, a fish? A bird? A dead body? I mean Christ.
Good things come to those who wait.
Right, like if someone with cancer just sits around all day and they don’t get treated early enough, the only thing awaiting them is death. I suppose I could just sit around all day and drink alcohol until a miracle happens, too.
They’re more afraid of you than you are of them.
Doesn’t change the fact that they keep stealing my lunch money every day.
Life is like a box of chocolates.
Life is a relentless arcade game that costs a lot of money, more like.