Why Do Today What You Can Put Off Til Tomorrow

(the following extrapolated thought thread exercised, NOT utilized to intimate how Fats Domino belied, and wowed a crowded house as-sized). as a former ace procrastinator, i abhor putting off doing what best ought to get immediate attention bar ring some extenuating dire circumstance, sans mishap with flying car pet case in point being unexpected a bomb bin able crisis necessitating hypothetical individual impossible to remain calm while in the process (assisted with good ole mom) to hoist self with one's own petard, which emergency best warrant a re ward, otherwise if fate doth NOT require one to break from ordinary business as usual to enlist the "FAKE" help of a grenadier, who doth make his/her livelihood risking their life, and limb without quake king (obviously compensating bravery as he/she doth stake out mortal danger with adequate adorn ing mortal kombat with ample legal tender and/ or promising first born) for unstinting mettle, especially tolerating accompanying martial baritone horn player screech (like fingernails scraping blackboard) in close proximity - eliciting a scorn ing glare from soldier spy tinker tailor with a torn smile while trained special ops named Bjorn incurs deadly hazard from one morn to the next amidst adversity shouldering care worn Marine's motto semper fidelis, which unnecessary loss of young life predicated on add age, viz being at the least, a day late and dollar short egad inadvertently dooming princely valiant warmonger, a mere stripling lad whose mourning brings heavy pallor of sad ness, which imagined situation - aye tangentially congruently analogous by and by to the butterfly effect, or sparrow's swan song i.e. die destiny wrought, when one dost espy a single occurrence no lie, (the flickr ring, instagram ming, kickstart ting well nigh linkedin shutterfly of a butterfly) say twerks catcher in the rye, hence no matter how small, thee or thy can change the course of the universe forever, no idea how nor why!