Drunken Pumpkin

To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all

Jeff’s real goal yesterday was to make my life difficult. Really.

Not only was there just the one post, but that single post was all about taking responsibility for your own life. See, what he was doing was making it difficult, if not impossible, for me to shift blame for a pathetic, or non-existent, post from me today onto him. But I’m too clever to allow that little ploy to work. I know how Jeff’s mind works, that’s why I’m able to do this most every day.

You see, Jeff is the fellow that inspired all of those silly traps that Stan Lee devised for Spiderman back in the 60s. You know, stuff like Spidey has to choose between saving Aunt May or the World. But somehow Spiderman always pulled through and saved them both. Amazing.

Anyway, clearly Jeff thought he could put me between a rock and a hard place, but he was wrong. A lesser mind would have been tripped up by such a ruse, but when you see it for what it is, there’s nothing there to worry about.

So, Jeff wasn’t busy, he was just making my life complicated, as if I needed any help there.

Tune in tomorrow for more content, more comic book references, and more zombie santas.

Here’s something to try to make up for it