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A Musing
We are much different in our longing exercises. I need to watch a girl for a bit of time before I devolve into hopeless romantification, although this period can be shortened somewhat if the girl exhibits any of the following behaviors:
1. Appearance of restive melancholy.
2. While putting hair into ponytail, glasses slip recklessly close to the tip of her nose.
3. Adjusts rack in front of disapproving friends followed by rolling of the eyes and puff on cigarette.
She, on the other hand, needs but one momentary glimpse and is capable of creating a Lifetime fantasy. Honestly, it’s a wise course, because I’ve seen some of the objects of her affection, and looking too terribly long at any would certainly increase the amount of effort needed to satisfy any pre-somnolent urges.
Anachronism
Bad news, folks. Apparently One Child Left Behind is too small to be considered a blog by the International Astronomical Union. It has been reclassified as a small solar system body (SSSB).
File Under: Jokes that would have been funny several months ago.
I still get more page views than Mark Foley.
File Under: Jokes that will probably never be funny.
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