Sunday, August 16, 2020

My Substandard Friends

You have to be pretty wimpy to die from a scorpion bite. Ted. You have to be feeble to die from a fall down a short flight of wooden stairs. Andrew. You have to be flimsy stuff to die of hypothermia on an island technically in the tropics. Jared. You have to be lame to drown in a hotel swimming pool. Megan. You have to be a regular hothouse flower to succumb to injuries in a car accident that barely scratched the car. Helmut. You have to be a total loser to get rabies from your little niece’s hamster.

You know who you are.

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Check out my Idiocy, Ltd. and begin the long, hard reckoning.

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