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Posts tagged ‘fantail’

Attn: Ellen (2/12/14)

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Dear Ellen,

I think it’s time for me to begin my ultra post modern art career (where I’ll draw simple shapes then write sexual phrases in a sensual font (God knows what that means), like a circle and then “hubba hubba”). The key is not my art, that’s rock solid, but instead to have a nutty art critic love my work, THEN all the other critics need to give rave reviews so they won’t appear to be heind.

Easy peasy!

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

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Attn: Ellen (2/5/14)

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Dear Ellen,

I think the most underrated part of football is this: on Mondays when a co-worker says, “how was your weekend?” I can say, “oh pretty good, hung out, watched some football” and that is perfectly acceptable.

When there is is no football I have to think, and I come across perhaps a tad pathetic, “oh pretty good, hung out … I remember looking at the clock Saturday at 3 pm and being surprised it was so late and … Now … I’m here. How was your weekend?”

Goodbye, sweet football, I will miss your go to answer to disguise my delightfully void weekends.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

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Attn: Ellen (1/29/14)

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Dear Ellen,

I feel like creativity can be like rain. Sometimes you’re so flooded something as routine as washing your hands can inspire some odd thought and laughter.

Other times you are suffering in a drought, wondering when it will rain again.

If this is the case, I think I’m on a brief trip to the desert, but I’m a wandering type, so it should be ok.

Meanwhile your brain must live in Seattle.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

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