Glorious Monday Day To You
Yes, I mean it. I hope you have a glorious Monday day today, all of you reading this. In fact, let me use my powers over space and time to change the fate of your Monday day. If you were going to have a miserable Monday day, let me know in the comments box, and I’ll use all my powers to improve your day.
To participate, leave your full name, your best friend’s mother’s maiden name, the square root of your social security number, and your high school calculus teacher’s middle name. Also give some rough indication of where in the world you will be spending most of your Monday day, so I know where to concentrate my gloriousity rays.
Yes, that’s right. I called them gloriousity rays. Do you wanna make something of it? Like maybe a special, extra-glorious flashlight? Well too bad. They’re mine. I’ll only shine them in your general direction, I’m not going to actually give them to you to have and to hold in sickness and in health and all that mushy flashlight mumbo.
Don’t even get me started on the jumbo. God, that jumbo. Always forgetting to paint the walls after leaving his gumbo-stained footprints on them. Oops, I got started on the jumbo. Pleaes forgive me.
And Happy Monday all around.
