dear funny bone diary,
i know that technically there is only posta be one"funny" bone in the skeletal body, but i have way more. i have one by every part of me that bends. i am different than all y'all. i think that is why i am a retard magnet. weird people are drawn to me and like not just homeless people either, people who have a hard time communicating with 'normal' people, can bond with me instantly. why do you think that is? ever since i was a tiny kid it has been like that. my mother would scold me often. i had absolutely nothing to do with it- and i think finally she did realize that. people just talk to me. they flock to me- like birds- little retarded birds. i had to talk back- it's rude not to. it's changing now, the age of people who talk to me. when i was smaller, people that are my age now would speak to me. i remember too- looking up at them thinking how old they looked- like my mom- older even- how dumb they all were. twenty years ago the people that flocked to me- were all my age- and all their kids. man- there were kids everywhere. i was sure a hit with the kids. kids couldn't get enough of my animated unpredictable ass. now a days, i got the alzheimer infested babyboomers on me like stank on shit and the old folks. i like the old folks the best tho- they seem to be the ones who know what's goin on- believe it or not. they are the ones we need to listen to actually. i cant believe i just fucking admitted that.
i know that technically there is only posta be one"funny" bone in the skeletal body, but i have way more. i have one by every part of me that bends. i am different than all y'all. i think that is why i am a retard magnet. weird people are drawn to me and like not just homeless people either, people who have a hard time communicating with 'normal' people, can bond with me instantly. why do you think that is? ever since i was a tiny kid it has been like that. my mother would scold me often. i had absolutely nothing to do with it- and i think finally she did realize that. people just talk to me. they flock to me- like birds- little retarded birds. i had to talk back- it's rude not to. it's changing now, the age of people who talk to me. when i was smaller, people that are my age now would speak to me. i remember too- looking up at them thinking how old they looked- like my mom- older even- how dumb they all were. twenty years ago the people that flocked to me- were all my age- and all their kids. man- there were kids everywhere. i was sure a hit with the kids. kids couldn't get enough of my animated unpredictable ass. now a days, i got the alzheimer infested babyboomers on me like stank on shit and the old folks. i like the old folks the best tho- they seem to be the ones who know what's goin on- believe it or not. they are the ones we need to listen to actually. i cant believe i just fucking admitted that.
