one time i hired a monkey to keep notes for me in class.
when the teacher read my paper outloud it said "hello, my name is bingo,i like to climb on things,can i have a banana? eek eek" i got an F
I'd love to know what prompted that.
Man, it's been a painfully adultlike day. I had to delete a perfectly hilarious rant about the difference between funny and self-aggrandizing and snippy, because when I asked myself, self? Is that funny? My self hooted and said Suuuuuuuuuuuure, Mary. Sure. It's always good to embody what you believe. Dammit! That sucks when that happens, every time. It was funny! And clever! But yeah, public ridicule, I must regretfully attempt to remember that there is always someone on the receiving end.
Ask me what happens after the end of any of my stories, and I'll see if I can figure it out.