Tip of the week… How to combat loneliness: body pillows.
On the way to Ellen’s house last weekend, I heard someone across the street say, “Someone just invited me to a party at my own house and I had no idea who they were.”
I live in a college town.
At the checkout counter, a middle-school-aged kid started helping the old woman in front of him in line get her things out of the cart onto the conveyor belt. She smiled and said thank you. She had hearing aids bigger than her ears.
The middle-schooler’s friend said to him, “Well aren’t you nice.”
He responded, “I always help out wrinkly old bitches cuz it was a wrinkly old bitch dat brought me into dis world.”