The Awkward Thoughts of W Kamau Bell: Tales of a 6′4″, African American, Heterosexual, Cisgender, Left-Leaning, Asthmatic, Black and Proud Blerd, Mama’s Boy, Dad, and Stand-up Comedian
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The Awkward Thoughts of W Kamau Bell: Tales of a 6′4″, African American, Heterosexual, Cisgender, Left-Leaning, Asthmatic, Black and Proud Blerd, Mama’s Boy, Dad, and Stand-up Comedian
The trail
A memory dropped on the trail covered in rust, dirt, and completely dismembered and lacking in wheels. Can barely make out the wording but at first glance I recognized my childhood. I had forgotten what was stolen years ago but never gone from my treasure trove of memories. I wonder if you'll be on that trail one day.
I’m not deep. I’m terrible with words, especially spoken aloud. It’s hard for me to convey my thoughts naturally. I’m awkward. It’s disappointing. Sigh.
I tried to flirt once... It didn't work...
"I think I met your mom once," Steve says, and oh, that's another thought he really doesn't need. Tony, you kiss like your mom. Yep, Steve's taking that one to his grave.
Unveil My Unsightly Heart
Have you ever opened and closed a microwave quietly
That odd feeling when you want to help people, but you are worried you crossed a line and made them uncomfortable around you.
Awkward thought #1
Realizing I put non flushable wet tiles in the toilet