Mad as a Hopped Up Hare/Hatter

oh fritter. i’m mad as a boiling sausage today. i just saw “snatch” last night too so all i can think of to relieve my tension is a good round of bare-knuckle boxing. i would go down within 5 seconds. in any case, getting the wind knocked out of me might distract in a good way. instead, i’ll tell jokes and dance. i guess i will have to dance violently without remorse and tell jokes like lewis black.

the one and only lewis black

2 thoughts on “Mad as a Hopped Up Hare/Hatter

  1. Ron says:

    oh strange, you didn’t say why you were/are upset…probably because you just found out that Girl Scout cookies have no expiration dates…I know…it was rough when I found out too…we have expiration dates on driver’s licenses, credit cards, prescription drugs, and sour cream [but it’s already sour!] and yet none on Thin Mints, Lemon Coolers, Samoas and Do-Si-Dos.Don’t worry, you’ll get over the initial shock and probably require several years of psychotherapy to recover but you’ll get over it.Also dancing violently without remorse = ska and lewis black is a very angry comic. He’s always yelling…

  2. Aparna says:

    yes, life has a way of ironing out wrinkles and making wrinkles seem funny once they’re all smooth. or maybe even before they are.

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