It’s 2:00 a.m. These are the very important thoughts (VIT) keeping me awake:
VIT: Here’s the story.
VIT: Of a man named Brady.
Me: Oh Christ.
VIT: Who was bringing up three very hairy boys.
Me: Those aren’t the words.
VIT: Each one of them looked a lot like the other.
VIT: They looked like garden gnomes.
Me: That’s not…
VIT: Until one day when this lady met this fellow.
Me: That’s not even the correct order.
VIT: And she had some blonde kids of her own.
VIT: Muh bleh muhff ee blahaha la da da dada… and they were all alone.
Me: Are you done?
VIT: So no one told you life was gonna be this wayyyy… 👏👏👏👏