Me…

Daily Prompt competitions.

But like a pepperoni pizza eaten by a man over forty too late into the evening, I will rise again!

Like a Karen who will cancel a zoom conference with her son’s soccer coach to find out ‘why Cedar doesn’t get more play time’ to wait for a store manager to return from a run to the bank to get more quarters so she can complain that the coupon doesn’t say ‘limit: one per customer on it anywhere,’ I will not be denied!

Like a potato left too long on a window sill, new life will continue to sprout from my eyes!

Like the young wife of a Juggalo4Lyfe, who reluctantly agreed to getting doused with Faygo instead of rice on her wedding day and saying ‘whoop-whoop’ instead of I do, I remain hopeful that my failure to place first is ‘just a phase.’

Like that one guy in your office who doesn’t think everyone totally knows he’s using discount Rogaine and that those ‘sprouts of new growth’ are likely septic follicles, I continue to hope for the best.

Like a millipede telling a dad joke, it is nearly impossible to ‘defeat’ me.

For, like Nicholas Cage, I know that if I just keep making things, eventually, one of them will be decent.

…I mean, Pig is worth watching.