Now I think I’m addicted.
The real irony here is that I haven’t actually been in any good humor for approximately 17 years.
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The resemblance is uncanny. Don’t deny it.
I even kinda come across like Forrest Gump.
(But it’s probably a mooooot point.)
When you take a loooooooong Saturday nap and then wake up groggy, apple fritters kinda look like calf brains.
I’m just sayin’.
“Bohemian Catastrophe.”
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Lost by a landside,
So I’ll destroy democracy.
Open your eyes,
Watch the hearings and see,
I’m just a despot, deserving no sympathy,
Cause’s power’s easy come, easy go,
My IQ’s little low,
And way the wind blows doesn’t bode too well for me,
for me …
“NSA teleporter, catastrophic malfunction.”
These are always fun.
(And I demand upbeat musical numbers.)
The Scarlet Witch is so badass.
They should have called the second Doctor Strange movie “Doctor Strange: Not All Who Wanda Are Lost, Bitches.”
A surprise houseguest.
Do tiny spiders flex their fangs when they’re threatened?
I honestly do not know. I can barely keep “entomology”/”etymology” straight.
That sound you hear is my coffeepot.
Update — my arachnophile friend informs me that this is a crab spider.
“Nam-ouch-e.”
“The back pain in me greets the back pain in you, Fellow Fortysomething.”
— from the Oxford New English Dictionary, 31st Edition
Relax.
Today I’m accompanying you everywhere in an official red vest as your registered emotional support poet.
I’m … not very well trained. I often fall back on limericks.
But they’re SUPPORTIVE limericks.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 