SubscribeI’m Obnoxious
For once, it’s me who can’t stop singing around the house.
Lope’s over there trying to write some important email, squinting at her screen dutifully and tapping at the keyboard, but I’m over here in the kitchen with our dog, and I’m serenading him all falsetto like,
“Vinnnn…cent!… Recently elected mayor of… Vincetown! By an unprecedented laand…sliiiide…”
“Oh, his term will commence immediately, AND he shall serve indefinitely, in the highest post of… VINCE-TOWN! Whoo-eee yeah…”
“No other candidate could promise such steadfast VINCE-NESSSS, which is why the voters concurred that-”
“Colin!”
“Yeah?”
“You about done?”
“Yeah.”
“…Oh the wallllls, of city halllll, will soon be adorned with his august VIS-age… yeah…
