Whatever, he still rules.
Other than laughing both hysterically and affectionately when Sam came clip-clopping out from behind the Veterinarian's counter, high points of the day include:
1) Hearing a German Brit awkwardly mention "donkey excrement" and,
2) Listening to Grandma talk about "the internets" and "nexflix".
I have realized that I laugh at the most inappropriate of times (for example, while chorally singing God Bless America for Veterans). But so goes my awkwardness and will to treat life as a divine black comedy, or a series of ironies. Like rain on your wedding day.
1 comment:
though i'm happy he's well, i miss the days of pegleg sammy!
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