So maybe I’ve been little too harsh on my inner child the first time I ran into him. It is, after all, his first appearance on the internets, so he must be nervous and all. So to make up for the trauma I caused him, I’m giving him some time to talk to me in this blog.
ME: So ladies and gents, here’s my Inner Child, who is awesome and all. What do I call you by the way?
INNER CHILD: Larry.
ME: Larry?
INNER CHILD: You got a problem with that, buddy?
ME: No.
INNER CHILD: Good.
ME: Geez, somebody’s touchy today–
INNER CHILD: How would you feel if you didn’t get to buy cotton candy for today? You and your “Cotton candy can wait, we have to be on the blog ASAP”. You and your immature blog obsessions.
ME: But I said we can buy cotton candy later… um… Larry.
INNER CHILD: So why am I on this stupid blog anyway?
ME: Well, you first do as I do–
INNER CHILD: Make a fool out of myself and make everyone remotely associated with me hate my entire existence?
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