I’ve been letting humor strangle hardship since 1984 and maintain that we’re all just bumbling bags of intestines on this sweet cesspool of a planet. Things tend to be less complicated that way.
I just discovered that the archaic meaning of Blore, my surname, is “to bleat like an animal.” If that doesn’t give me a license to be absurd or cutting, I don’t know what does. Blore’s Razor is also a thing. I promise. And while the Razor states, “Between two theories, always choose the funniest,” some of these features fall on the serious side of funny. I’d recommend starting with any title that tickles your fancy in the “So Hot Right Now” section above.
Thank you for being so interested.