She was terrified of Covid, afraid she'd suffocate wearing a mask, quaking over what effects the vaccine could have, phobic about getting close to anyone and mortified that she was being scarred-for-life by the emotional deprivations of social distancing. Dr. Kafween had termed her a Free Range Chicken, and now she was apprehensive about her next session, reasonably fearful of getting billed for a missed appointment with her analyst, who, she was afraid to admit, was rarely wrong.
by Monkey's Dad December 10, 2020
She felt the weight of her uncertain future, more than ever, unable to predict or imagine the world which awaited.
by Monkey's Dad May 12, 2020
An arrogant and thoughtless excuse for taking risks during coronaviral stay-at-home isolation orders.
"I figured what the hell, there's nobody out, and the liquor store wouldn't be deemed an 'essential service' if they didn't want you to go there", he coughed, his brashionale hard to understand through his labored breathing.
by Monkey's Dad April 05, 2020
"If I die, I die", she said. "I'm not letting anyone convince me I need that shot". And no one convinced her, and she went maskless to her early grave, a proud vaccophobe, and an example of how America had been made "great again".
by Monkey's Dad July 24, 2021
"If I die, I die", she said. "I'm not letting anyone even try to convince me to get that shot". And no one convinced her, and she went maskless to her early grave, a proud vaccophobe, and an example of how America had been made "great again".
by Monkey's Dad July 25, 2021
Nobody was dying, the so-called 'virus' was elite liberal propaganda, and to show his feeling about social dis-tance he was marching shoulder-to-shoulder with other "Reopen America" geniuses, waving swastikas and Trump banners, blocking ambulances, breathing in each others' faces.
by Monkey's Dad April 20, 2020
Oxytocin's evil twin, a hormone and neurotransmitter released into the bloodstream, producing violently unpleasant sensations, in response to certain stimuli.
She realized that for the first time in five years her mind and body were at ease. Biden was president. Covid vaccinations were available, stimulus checks were in the mail, which no longer took weeks to arrive. The trump-era infusions of corrosive Toxitocin which, at the sound... the very mention!... of the t-word, of that bluntly pugilistic name, the whine of that little voice! the sight of that absurd hairdo! had surged and coursed through her veins and synapses, was ebbing away. It was over. She felt almost alive again.
by Monkey's Dad March 14, 2021