uh ah uh ah

Sunday. Uuh… there is nothing sunny about ‘Sun’day. I foresee the future where I will put together a petition to change the name to Badday. How people use this silent space in time to get up early and go to church I will never understand. I don’t want to, either. Because, Saturday night is the time of the devil, and come morning you pay the price for those amazingly awesome dance moves you were busting out while the law-abiding citizens were sleeping… Jacko had nothing on me yesterday. Nothing, I say. Watch out for those hands. They fly. And how.

5 thoughts on “uh ah uh ah”

  1. Ca va? Comme un lundi.
    I know a lot of people who don’t like Mondays.
    I also know some who don’t like Sunday evening because Monday morning is too near.

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