If you're reading this, chances are, you already know me, and are aware that me publishing this significantly raises my odds of getting picked up by the men in white coats and taken to the looney bin where I'll be given a padded room either to myself or where I'll be bunking with a guy who thinks he's Jesus, though he hasn't been able to turn the water they give him to wash down his handful of medications into wine just yet. The pills are to make him nice and docile, which in turn would make him more like Jesus, but if they gave it to him with wine in place of water, he'd probably become more docile and at a much quicker rate.
For those of you who don't personally know me and have picked this up by mistake, or because one of your friends put you up to it, this is just a small look at the inner workings of my brain. This is me attempting to share my thoughts, and hoping to maybe teach you a little something here and there, but mainly to give you a few humorous takes on various subjects and ideas. If you read this and feel you need to call someone because of my crazy thoughts, I'd appreciate it not being the men in white coats to bring me to the nut house, but some of those slutty lady doctors from the hub would be really nice if you know what I mean, and I think that you do.
- Drew
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Deep Thoughts with Andrew Johann Datoush
HumorA collection of random thoughts I've dedicated time putting pen to paper, or tapping my phone screen to send to social media.
