Good Golly Miss Molly!

Does anyone ever get this feeling?

The feeling makes you feel like nothing can stop you.

Nothing can stop you because you are rich.

Your rich because you invented the time machine.

And why am I typing in this American Typewriter font?

Because we are in the 50s fellow people.

The 50s

I never knew Bradley needed diapers.

I never knew Melinda consumed carrots dipped in horse urine.

I never knew Jimmy gave his college tuition to the homeless.

I never knew Ashlyn was so awesome and amazing. Oh wait. Everyone knows that!

I never knew my mom was the queen of the universe (Or so it seems)
I never knew my dad was the president of planet Jupiter.

I never knew my new puppy would enjoy consuming cell phones.

I never knew that middle school would make me want to yelp for help (I just rhymed dude) for my alphabet learning years.

I never knew my cat would indulge on pooping in neighbors’ yards.

I never knew that I am prone to chipping my cell phone case.

I never knew that I have super amazing awesome friends. SYDNEY.

Hey. Guess what peeps. I knew all of this. And for some reason we are still in the 50s.

Good golly miss Molly!
I am completely bonkers.