For about a week straight everything looked like a bumbum. Graciously, the wave has passed and only bumbums look like bumbums, but it’s nice to know that she has already discovered the core of most humor. From Chaucer to Fartin’ Rudy, the butt is objectively hilarious.
Kids are a joy! Really! You should try taking mine for a few days—heck! a few weeks! It’s a hoot seeing her process everything that happens in song. My only recourse now is to create an even catchier song with my version of events. Then and only then will victory be mine.
Have you ever wanted to just disappear after singing an ode to your favorite aunt, only to realize that she is sitting in the same room, listening to your improvised ditty? Then this, dear reader, is a comic for you.
It was great to have Glomo with us for a couple weeks! Questions are already being asked about where she is, how far away D.C. really is, and when she’s getting back. Time will tell!
I’ve never met the Muffin Man, but I’ve heard the stories. There was a kid a couple years older than me, but in third grade, who said he wasn’t scared of the Muffin Man, and snuck into his house on Drury Lane. The next day at school he wasn’t there, but there was a single muffin sitting in his chair. We never saw him again.
It is incredible that butterflies can ever get to where they’re going. They travel the whole dang world! But also incredible is this really funny meme I’m checking out. It so captures this whole mood. Here, I’ll send it to you.