(August 6, 2013 at 10:45 pm)kılıç_mehmet Wrote: [
The meaning of life is to scatter your enemies, to see them driven before you, to watch their cities turn to dust, to see their beloved in tears, and to gather in your bosom their wives and daughters.
What if I don't have enemies?
What if seeing people in tears doesn't make me happy?
What about watching football on Sundays?
Where does the beach fit in to this?
What about MY son?
What if the things that interest me in life have nothing to do with burning cities and shit?
What if my girlfriend gets pissed when I hold other women in my bosom?
