Good question. My parents consulted a witch-doctor before I was born. When he put his hand on my mom's belly, he nearly got an electric shock from my awesomeness. My father suspected some deity had cuckolded him (it's been known to happen), but the witch-doctor assured him I was pure human. Just a kick-ass human. That doesn't really answer your question, but some questions don't have answers. Just deal with it.
But Liam, how did you get so awesome?
Read up on "The Labours of Hercules" and watch the movie Forrest Gump. They're loosely based on my life, which has been a blend of both stories.
Liam, why are muffin tops tastier than muffin bottoms?
While some scholars may argue that we've just been conditioned to believe this is true by the patriarchal-minded ruling class (i.e. the muffin symbolizes the superiority of the top half over the bottom half), and while this may be true, I also believe that over millions of years of evolution, natural selection has determined that this is the optimal design for a muffin. Just because the Man likes it, doesn't mean it ain't true.
Liam, can I learn how to play the xylophone?
Uhh...sure, why not.
Liam, are they out to get me, or am I just paranoid?
Both. Just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean they're not out to get you.
Do you have a life?
...Obviously not.
First of all, Pegasus is not a species of creature, like a Unicorn. History shows us that Pegasus was the name of a single winged horse born of the Sea-God Poseidon and the Gorgon Medusa. A unicorn, however, is a species of wild animal found in India and the Caucasus mountains, as well as many fantastical woodland areas in Europe. Although, I see no reason why they couldn't be bred to create a mule of sorts, in which case I would say it's neither. I would call it a Pegacorn. Or, alternatively, "THE SWEETESTF&$#INGTHINGI'VEEVERSEEN!!!HOLYSHITHOLYSHITGETYOURCAMERA OUT!YOUDON'THAVEYOURCAMERA?GETYOURPHONEOUTTHEN!IAMSOOO MAKING MYFACEBOOKSTATUSABOUTTHIS!"
Liam, when will you go on tour with your blog?
As soon as I figure out what that even means.
What's the point of this blog, anyway?
NO MORE QUESTIONS.
