HUMOR

I Eat Misery For Breakfast, Mother

And I OD on epiphanies.

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You’ve gotten stuck in one of life’s miserable ditches and your escape attempts keep you stuck somehow, so your mother says, while pointing at your core, “You know what I think?”

“Yes,” you say. “Therefore, technically, and with all due respect, this conversation is over?” Dear God, please stop her, I beg

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