There's a change coming. It's in the air...
You're probably expecting me to tell a joke about being a unicycle.
I can't. I'm twoo tired.
Yes. That kills at open mic night.
Or, it killed. I think I might be a natural stand up comic. I'm just so good at everything. Seems like a change is coming. Perhaps someone could spare some change. You know what I need to do? I need to start writing and then remembering my comedy bits. That's the change I should make. But can I? CAN I MAKE THE CHANGE I MUST?
Yes. Indubitably. I'm filled with hope.
As I said to Charlsey last night, (you know Charlsey? She makes great music, like this:
"I think I want to be the nice version of Andy Kaufman"I can play the invisible, silent violin. But only Twinkle Twinkle, Little Star. Also, I think it's out of tune, but it's hard to tell.
Still.
LOVE