Yea, I thought so. But you're not just mad.
For instance, you could have really bad teeth, like that guy who played that guy in the movie that no one cares about anymore (or the British, or Hilary Duff):
Or, you could be diagnosed with Bolshephobia- Fear of Bolsheviks (yes, it exists)- or some other highly dangerous phobia that would keep you from living a normal life.
Or, you could be the person who posted this on fmylife.com on October 13, 2008:
"Today, I woke up, switched on the TV, and the first thing I saw is the picture of a wanted rapist who looks just like me.I am now afraid to leave my house. FML"
Or, you could have your entire body engulfed in facial hair:
Or, your name could be Debra Jackson:
Or, you could be Kathy Griffin. That woman gives me the heeby jeebies.
But you are none of those things! (unless you are, for which I am truly sorry) So rejoice. Go forth and frolic in rainbow covered meadows. Be happy and thank God that you are not Kathy Griffin.
My spreading of good cheer quota is now filled for the day. Thank you to all, and to all a good night.
[meme cred: annie tran]
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