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Who needs useful news when this stuff is so much more fun?
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Perhaps… but I think I’d rather sit quietly in the corner thank you very much.
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Because I can think of no one else I’d want rattling around in my brain.
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That’s got to be one tired momma.
Damn.
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My husband has often spoken of the crotch rot that was a common servicemen’s affliction during the Vietnam War…. but pandemic pelvis? Nope. That’s a new one to me.
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You can’t use it, but it’s news all the same.
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Wait a minute… they’re growing brains in laboratories? Can we please send a few to the nation’s capitol, they seem to have run out.
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Gee, I never saw that coming.
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I can think of a few uses myself. Boat anchor, fire starter, brick mortar, roof sealant… the list is endless.
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Because admit it, you’ve been wondering.
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There. Mystery solved.
You’re welcome.
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Tiptoeing around the house quietly while the husband is teleworking is not my forte, so I tried to find something sedentary and silent to do as not to disturb his process.
Yesterday this involved scrolling through a news feed on my phone.
Sick to death (no pun intended!) of the current global health crisis, I found myself reading an article called “Jason Bateman deserves to be taken seriously.”
Yes.
This is how far I’ve fallen.
And because I realize there might be a few other desperate house bound tiptoers out there?
Feel free to melt your brain as well.
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