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BRAINLY THOUGHTS
I’m So Glad That Thought Bubbles Aren’t Real
My Inner Dialog in Public is Disturbing at Best
Hey Everyone! Here’s a piece my Daddy, wrote about us again. I’m not sure I’m a fan of my portrayal here, but it’s like whatever. At least this shit is funny, he’s a great writer. Give him a subscribe if you haven’t yet, that really floats his boat.
Enjoy! :)
I grew up constantly reading comic books. It started innocently enough. Peanuts. Garfield. The Family Circus. I learned much about life, human interaction, and some things I didn’t quite understand as a small child.
Neurosis and the Human Condition aren’t always easily understood by grade-schoolers. But I gave it my best shot.
One thing I picked up on reading all of those comic strips was the concept of thought bubbles. When the characters in my favorite comics spoke, the bubble was round and had a pointy tail. When they were thinking something, the thought bubble looked like a cloud, with two tiny clouds leading up to the main one. Those were the funniest ones.
I pride myself on having good manners, at least in public. People would never assume I was raised by wolves or Marjorie Taylor Greene from talking to me. But if they knew what I was…
