I Don’t Know How To Title This
Why so serious? Hm, that's a good question.
Maybe because the gods of Comedy haven't bestowed upon us mere mortals the gift of being a true shinobi of the comedy realm. Sad really.
When Life Gives You Thumbtacks.
I can’t say that life has been that hard. I havent actually starved to death and I havent been tossed into the trunk of a car (without reason). I havent been taken from my parents or forced to eat gruel. But, I have had unfortunate dealings with thumbtacks.
It may sound kinda strange, but in all honestly, out of all of the horrible things that have happened to me, some how the stories dealing with thumbtacks stick out the worst.
I mean not that abuse, near starvation, fat shaming or bullying isnt something to remember.
But really all of that has just become a part of me that I can eventually overcome, or help someone through.
But Thumbtacks.... what the hell is up with the Thumbtacks.
From Rogue to Vogue
There were rogue cars that ripped the highways and bridges and country roads. They ran amok. The police cars chased after them but they were too difficult to catch. Then the police cars decided to build a trap and managed to catch the rogues.
After awhile the rogue cars felt sorry and asked for forgiveness. They said that they did not want to be bad anymore but wanted to become doctors. The police then broke the trap letting the rogue cars come out and become doctors, they did it right away and everyone was happy!
After awhile, the police cars were tired of their work. They became too scared to catch the bad cars. So, they also decided to become doctors. However, their bosses did not let them and demanded a prove that those police cars were too scared to chase the rogue cars.
One of the bosses, who was actually a bus, said "OK, let’s have a test! I am going to let a rogue car out, catch it! Let's see how scared you are." When the police cars saw the rogue car ripping the neighborhood roads, they were too scared to catch it for a long time.
Eventually, the police cars caught the bad car. When bosses looked at the video recording, they saw police cars’ scared faces, they were so terribly scared that the bosses believed them and let them quit the force and become doctors.
The police cars were too scared to be doctors as well because they did not want to be sick themselves, they did not want to be next to the sick people. So, they did not want to be doctors but instead to become regular cars.
How do they become regular cars? That’s what the movie is all about.
(As edited by my father.)
I am serious.
Seriously devoted to eating giant banana pancakes, researching homemade rabbit costumes, and thinking about the faces people make during sex. Seriously engaged in irreverent bathroom stall philosophy, in leaving drunk voicemails, and watching awkward flirting in the wild. Seriously invested in hanging by my fingers from this tumbling little planet as it zooms through the cosmos. Serious is as serious does, after all.
I’m Not a Salty Student
Why am I so serious?
Because I want to be
Said the young teenager
Why should I be happy?
When all you do for me
Is give me lots of homework
Despite all my pleas
In fact I should be doing
This homework right now
But it was boring
So I decided to browse
Why so serous?
Why am I so serous? Oh, I don't know, could it be the inversion of all of my mucus membranes turned toward the outside world, dripping, discharging, and weeping such that no one wants to see me, much less touch any part of me? Could it be that? Could it be the gurgling in my throat if I haven't remembered to clear it in the last few minutes? Could it be that?
Why? you ask. I'll tell you why, Mr. Oblivious-to-the-obvious. It's because--oh! You said "serious"! I thought you said "serous." That's a completely different thing, idn't it? O.K., serious...why am I sooooo serious?
I'll tell you why. I'll tell you why I'm so serious. Maybe it's because I'm so serous. You'd be serious, too, if you were serous like me--dripping, discharging.....
Why so serious...!
Sky is dark and scary
No Stars with streaks of lightening
Darkness spreads across,So what
Every cloud has a silver lining!
Why so serious...
Earth shakes ,Tremors bring down
Skyscrapers down from its place
Get up ,build again with space
Change your ways with better pace!
Why so serious...
River overflow bridges,flowing off the banks
Roars Tsunami in full swing
Life rattles like thrown off a swing
Save ocean beds to brings back peace in no time!
Why so serious...
Nature is cool,Humans prove to be fools
Keep up your true spirit
Live a blessed life with nature
Seriously be serious not to disturb her!
Now Be serious...
Day in and day out
The sun shines brightly!
Birds chirp happily!
Flowers bloom merrily!
Wind blows gently!
Water gushes freely!
Heat spreads gradually!
Life springs earnestly!
Be Serious ,Nature is great
Conserve and preserve it!
Everything is meticulous!
All is perfect!All is well!
Should we put a smile on those faces?
By the blade or the word, there are plenty of ways to change the world. Why so anxious, my dears? This could all be much worse. Why so serious? Whether we do or don't have time beyond this glimpse of life, we can deduce one thing: time is limited. All things end.
I bet you'd rather die on a sunny day. No one truly likes rain.
Be brave, not grave. And for the sake of us, smile a little :)
What’s Up, Chuck?
"Why so serious all the time, Chuck?"
"Go away, Peppermint Patty."
"You're pushing us all away, Chuck. Linus and your sister and Lucy and the rest might butt out of your personal life, but I'm not going to! I'm going to help you."
"I want to be alone with my feelings, Peppermint Patty."
"You know what you need, Chuck? A vacation. You need to go to Vegas. My parents go there all the time, that's why I only own one pair of clothes and these old sandals--even in winter. Don't you have a dog, Chuck? Isn't that enough to cheer you up?"
"Snoopy's out of the country."
"That's some dog you've got there, Chuck. It's a swell dog. I'm sure he'll send you a postcard when he's done battling the last of the World War I flying aces."
"Do you really think so?"
"I know so, Chuck. I don't know much. That's Marcy's job, but I know that you're going to pull out of this, Chuck. It's a funk. You're going to be alright, or my name's not Peppermint Patty. Now, Chuck, I need you to carefully get down from the doghouse. There's no need to do this. We've talked it all out. Marcy... psst. Marcy, you still got Linus' blanket? Get ready to stretch it out in case he jumps. That's great, Chuck. You're doing great. Very carefully. Watch your head... 'cause it's a big one. No! Chuck! No! I didn't mean it! Marcy, the blanket!"
No fictional characters were harmed in the writing of this piece. They were all fine. Peppermint Patty got a commendation. Marcy got contacts. And Charlie Brown got help.
Seriously, why do my typing hands not do something nonsensical for a change? I'll be like Dr. Seuss and create species and for the species, names. My mind reminds me to stay on track, but as you can see, I'm no Jack Black! Testing my patience is seriousness, it's about to go to my head. Someone or something, tell me why I'm so serious, and how to stop this dread!