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The text of the postcard is
Dear Ellen,
Why are lions so religious?
Because they prey as a family!
That’s the joke I’d tell to cause this lion to make that face. Then he’d probably maul me. (Leading to joke 2, “what are you, lion, my teenage kid? I’m sick of being mauled!”)
Ever so sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com
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Back (apologies for my handwriting!)
The text of the postcard is
Dear Ellen,
Today, I will re-introduce myself.
My name is Brad, and I have a blog called DumbFunnery.com. It is full of silly things, like every Wednesday I have a picture of the postcard I have mailed you.
I do this (over 100 postcards plus a lot of other oddball posts) because:
1) I like to write silly things,
2) I hope to one day write silly things at a professional level (i.e. get paid),
3) Maybe you would read a postcard and invite me to talk one day.
Sincerely,
Brad aka
DumbFunnery.com
Recently I was thinking about the range of emotions a dog must experience as soon as it’s mom/dad/master/owner (whatever category of dog owner you consider yourself) gets home. It must be pretty crazy.
Think about it, imagine if your BEST FRIEND in the WHOLE WORLD for some GOD FORSAKEN REASON locked you in a small apartment with no bathroom and then left for eight plus hours most days of the week … Can you imagine how excited you’d be when he/she got home? You’d be stir-crazy, a little loopy from being alone all day with no one to talk to, and … you would have to use the bathroom in ways that would make communicating your need almost impossible.
It’s pretty incredible dogs have pure love for their food-providers/captors/best friends/bathroom-withholding tormenters.
Here we go, the breakdown of a dog’s emotions:
Appreciate dogs, folks. Because if you left me home alone like that I would be giving you a silent treatment, sulking in one corner (what’s in the other corner?) … and there’s no way I could’ve held it. Get the Spot treatment out.
DumbFunnery 