Whether in front of the Hollywood sign or the Mona Lisa, her iPhone 11 was poised, ready on moment's notice to make another of her trademark cellphies.
by Monkey's Dad October 10, 2019
She would refuse to wear a mask, spit in the face of the cashier, open the ice cream carton and lick the contents before putting it back, urinate in all the lemonade bottles, carry her gun where'n'when-the-hell she chose, drive 200 miles an hour through the red lights while schoolkids were crossing, and use the salt shaker on your table for target practice, because this is a free country.
by Monkey's Dad May 25, 2020
She would be at home on July 4, 2020 Interdependence Day, celebrating her connection to the whole world, hoping to one day be part of it, a different kind of freedom.
by Monkey's Dad June 28, 2020
The delusional gesture of separating the hands, bringing them together again, manipulating yarn, which Donald Trump continually plays while speaking. A game beloved of little girls everywhere.
by Monkey's Dad October 23, 2020
by Monkey's Dad March 17, 2020
He had been a war orphan, a soldier, a refugee, a patient given no chance of survival, a coronawalrus without fear, volunteering to help others.
by Monkey's Dad March 24, 2020
by Monkey's Dad June 23, 2020