08 December 2020

2020 is already beginning to feel like so "LAST YEAR"!

(Funny Buh-Bye 2020 with Waving Hand New Year card)

Like the Boyfriend you dumped yesterday, 2020 is already beginning to feel like "so last year."
We've moved on. And rightfully so. He wasn't worth our time. We've got better things to do.
And so, 2020, we bid you adieu.
Don't let the door hit you on the way out!
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In this way, TIME IS ELASTIC (like the waistband on the stretch pants we should have thrown into the laundry basket two days ago, we still cling to parts of it [and parts of it are beginning to cling onto us, but now were 100% ready to give them the heave-ho as soon as this MARATHON viewing of DALLAS is over {We already know who shot J.R. but sort of, kind of, like pretending we don't}]), PERIOD.
IT DON'T TAKE NO EINSTEIN to figure that out, RELATIVELY SPEAKING.
2020, Good-bye. By April we'd already wanted to drop-kick your ass into the past.
2020, You sucked! You know it! The Whole World knows it.
We'll get over you.
But we guess, 2020, we have to thank you for some things. 
Like experiencing for real ([{that}]) Time is Elastic, as exampled above.
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2020, we loved you once. But the Honeymoon was over almost before it started.
And you, 2021, we promise to love, honor & cherish you. But will you do us one little favor, 2021? ACT YOUR AGE, 21, AND DON'T DISAPPOINT US! 
And 2021, we can call you TWENTY-ONE for short, can't we?
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Anything's got to be better than that bum, BUM! 2020.
2021, WE LOVE YOU ALREADY!!! ([{What's with the HYPO-DEEMIC NERDLE?}])
Oh, NO!!! HERE WE GO AGAIN!
Ain't LOVE Grand?

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