If my last name was ‘Gull’, I would name my child either ‘Ellie’, ‘Ollie’, or something that begins with the letter ‘C’.
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If my last name was ‘Gull’, I would name my child either ‘Ellie’, ‘Ollie’, or something that begins with the letter ‘C’.
talking to myself: “..you know what I mean..?”
Me: “yeah I know what I mean”
um.. it’s november & this CREED concert is not until august next summer, yet already it’s been sold out apparently, & i am like.. who is listening to all this creed anyways..? ..cause I mean they sure aren’t talking about it…. & I just I’ve never met one single person who’s gone around saying things like “I love creed they make great music”
More suspicious than a sketch of the shade
“..a story about 100 Gecs called Laura & the 99 Gecs…”
Ancestors & Incestors
Um. This happened.
So I forgot the term ‘future generations’ & was talking To the bugs in my house, & I was talking about their ancestors, & how if they ain’t already dead then they’re all gonna die. ..but I couldn’t remember the whole ‘future generations’ thing, so after saying ‘ancestors’ I referred to the future generations as their ‘post-cestors’ instead.. but then I was like,
“wait, ‘post-cestors?’
‘…pre-cestors..?’ …
‘ancestors…?’ … ‘..incestors…???’ “
& that’s what happened.
“I don’t have the whys-they-did-its, I just have the whos-they-did-its.”
My future dating profile bio:
“I’m afraid of everything & I think there’s bugs everywhere”
“My predetermined dream lover irons his socks every day,” I confidently stated.
My cat’s name is Smeagol.
& he goes like,
“With so much drama in the C-L-E, it’s kinda hard bein’ S-M-E-A-G..”
His rap name is 2 Snugg.. sometimes he changes that up - to this,
“With so much drama in the C-L-E, it’s kinda hard bein’ S-N-U double G..”
Whenever I don’t laugh at one of my own jokes, I say “You don’t get it..” to myself
You ‘n Me
“I am you. That is me.”
- said Me (to Myself)
Al Capellini, a caps llama
(a short story by me)
There goes Al Capellini, the caps llama, (seems he’s always wearin’ multiple caps at once, never did understand it myself, but explains why we call ‘em that).
See the cup he’s holdin’, has ‘Alpacallini’ writin’ on it? Heard ole Cap got that from his kinfolk as a gift, or somethin’. Always ‘sposed it was some kinda llama joke ‘bout his name, don’t know really.
Probly drinkin’ cappuccino, loves that stuff, not as much as alcohol, though. I’d bet that ‘Alpacallini’ cup he’s got there has more alcohol than cappuccino in it, if you catch my meanin’.
Looks to me like ole Cap’s headin’ back down to Acapulco, I ‘spose that’s just as good a guess as any other, though. Think it was that alpaca youngin’, Al Paccini, we call ‘em Alpac, said to me once that’s where Cap’s kinfolk stay.
‘Course, Alpac also says to me, all of ‘em sing, ‘stead of just talkin’, ya know? Heck knows if it’s true, I ‘spose could be, never been to Acapulco myself, after all.
Got to thinkin’ on it more, started me wonderin’, I ‘member a good while later on, Alpac says to me, “ya know, they ain’t never talk in Acapulco. Singin’ is all they do, an’ ya know the weirdest part of it? It ain’t even the singin’ stuff. It’s the singin’ is always A CAPPELLA.”
So. Like. How much fun is it to say:
“Atheists: A Thesis”
Anglerphones (anglophones)
Angler fish, except the dangling glowing part is a corded telephone receiver.
The phone receiver makes a dial tone sound when it’s a baby fish, by the time it’s an adult fish it turns to the *beep beep beep beeeeeep* sound.
Hold the phone cause this fish is off the hook.
You know when you step in cat puke, & you’re like, OMG ewwwww ..?
WELL.
My cat just stepped in his own puke & he totally stopped moving, looked down at the puke while picking up his foot staring at it like OMG gross wtf?!
The tables have turned, my friend.
Catten
A word I created.
(Pronounced: kat-in)
Cat x Kitten, because adult cats are actually (& deceptively) really just sweet baby kittens.