Almost every night I ride my motorcycle on my way home to this particular place and the Thai girls sitting there apparently can't help but yell at me with a certain sweetness ...

I have some hypotheses about it:
1. Beach toast looks great on me
2. When I ride a motorcycle I am too sexy
3. They're yelling at me 'save with the curve!'
4. Some misconceptions suggest to me: those ladies are working and trying to charge you for a night of pleasure

In the absence of conclusive evidence to validate any of the 4 hypotheses, after pondering it I decided that I choose to believe that it is a mixture between hypothesis one and two.

Perhaps this arbitrary but effective method of thought can be applied to any relative truth (is there another type?).

When we wrap ourselves between several possible explanations, if all can be true and all can be a lie, why not choose the one that makes us the happiest? ?

#Nothing Is TruthNiEs LiesEverything Is According To TheColorOfTheCrystalWith WhatSeLove #LawCampoamor #Relativism