Souvenirs

If I was a bald cowboy in the old west, I’d wear fake bushy hair made of cactus bristles. That way, when an Indian scalped me, the joke would be on him. And I would be laughing while later; he would scalp me for real.

Independence Scars

For years, as a child, I often wondered why my family celebrated our country's independence by allowing my cousin to shoot roman candles at my pants.

But soon enough I realized that my cousin just really enjoyed shooting people with roman candles. And shooting their pants.

Musing About Nothing: Cosby Attire

Sometimes learning disappoints me.

Like the time when I found out that 'pudding pants' is just a derogatory term and not actually pants made of pudding.