I’m feeling stressed, and my skin is showing it.
I’m feeling tired, and my eyes are showing it.
I’m feeling achy, and my movements are showing it.
I’m feeling rushed, and everything I do is showing it.
And because everything is showing how I’m feeling, I’m feeling ratty. Grrr. I mean squeeeeeeeak.
So…
I think I want a job cleaning mirrors. It’s something I could really see myself doing.
What would bears be without bees? Ears.
What do you call a belt made out of watches? A waist of time.
Who invented the Round Table? Sir Cumferance.
What do you call a can opener that doesn’t work? A can’t opener.
An invisible man marries a invisible woman. Their kids are nothing to look at either.
What’s black and white and noisy? A zebra with a drum kit.
What’s the most stupid animal in the jungle? The polar bear.
What was a more important invention after the telephone? The second one.
Whoever invented knock knock jokes should get a no bell prize.
What is brown and sticky? A stick.
Knock knock. Who’s there? Doris. Doris who? Doris locked that’s why I’m knocking.
I’m knocking it off there. I trawled the internet looking for some really dreadful jokes, only to find myself being thwarted by annoying pop ups asking me to check something else out before I leave. I didn’t. I just left. I don’t need pop ups cluttering the place when I’m trying to de-stress. And breathe…
I did an image search for ‘groan’ and was presented with the image at the top of the post.
‘Gripe’ brought back:
‘Grumble’ gave me:
And ‘Harrumph’? ‘Harrumph’ gave me:
The internet’s gone mad. Mad I tell you. MAAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!
Harrumph.
I’m feeling better now. It all helps!
The Mansionic Perspective 
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