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I Found the Larynx

There goes my pledge to try to make the titles of my posts reflect the content. Oh well.

Thanks to a dead relative, I have the day off work. I’m supposed to use this day off to go to the funeral, but it’s 400 miles away. I mean no disrespect, but there’s no way I’m driving 7 hours for 1 hour of funerary drudgery for a relative I last spoke to in 1990, when I was in junior high. In fact, it was April 12, 1990. I remember because we watched the season premier of “Down Home” on NBC, and you never forget a show that god-awful. Like a visual leech. Anyways, it’s not like I was upset at him for not coming to family funerals we had up here.

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