When you take a loooooooong Saturday nap and then wake up groggy, apple fritters kinda look like calf brains.

I’m just sayin’.

These are always fun.

“The back pain in me greets the back pain in you, Fellow Fortysomething.”

— from the Oxford New English Dictionary, 31st Edition

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.