It is what it is
It is what it is, but what will be is not what must be.
Qué Será, Será
That’s the one
Ever since I first heard Amused To Death, I can’t hear (or read) “Qué Será, Será” without thinking of that masterpiece 😁
I found myself in this exact situation last smarch. I went approximately:
“okay fine I had a date last night and when I woke up, there was a big ol nasty green and purple turd in the bed and she was gone. I don’t think I shat the bed and then she left but it’s possible. I think she shat the bed and then left. Intentionalistically. Tell me how is my cavatappi ala vodka? I promise you that you can give me your honest opinion I won’t have you eaten by, uh, I dunno sea giraffes maybe? I’m busy I don’t have time to learn how to threaten properly but do you want to get tacos I’m hungy”
