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Dear Ellen,
Recently I have come to two realizations: 1, I am a romantic; 2, society needs to lower its expectations for what makes a romantic.
Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com
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Dear Ellen,
I have a unique problem. I have been to 3 events with my girlfriend’s family where a lot of the same folks have showed up. At 2 of the 3 I have worn bright pink pants.
(The first time was an ugly sweater Christmas party so it was to be funny. The second was a party at a horse track where we dressed like a formal derby party so it actually made sense.) (I swear I rarely wear those pants except for that.)
The problem is: I think her family thinks I’m an enthusiastic Peptop Bismol salesman (they really are bright pink pants.) Do you have any advice for me?
Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com or @DumbFunnery
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Dear Ellen,
Sometimes when I am doing something “cool” or at a “cool” event (like SxSW) I think of my future potential children and how maybe one day they’ll stumble on some pictures of their old man and think, “woah! Dad used to look so young … And like, do stuff!”
Unfortunately for this scenario it means I need to stop making goofy faces in pictures and that’s not likely.
Sorry potential kids, your old man is a dork. (If you’re reading this, just know that every time you tease me I will make a math joke in front of your friends.)
Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com
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