Ed. Note: These haiku aren’t ALL about me. Sometimes they are just sentiments I enjoy, events/situations I find amusing, or shit I think will impress people. In other words, stop worrying that I’m Atilla the Slut with a drinking problem and no wherewithal to feed and clothe myself, Mom! Now that that’s taken care of, ONWARD.
Work picnic. Drank for
12 hours. See, Mom, I don’t
always drink alone!
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“You smell like a bowling
alley.” Does that mean
you don’t want to make out?
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Been single four months now.
Ate croutons for dinner.
There’s no connection.
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What I wanna know,
Random Drug Dealer: Are these
“brownies” organic?
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Dreamed about Twitter
again. Self-quote, plus the hashtag
#LostAndProfound.
(I pun in my sleep)
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Related:
You’re funny! Not to worry, I am not worried! You’re still my favorite daughter!!!
Again with the croutons?!?