It kills me, and it says it all. The guy is really digging it, and that kills me too. The more I look at it the funnier it gets. Then again I'm delirious from lack of sleep, and I could use a good laugh, but it made my day, and I'm pretty sure I'd dig it under any circumstances. I'd love to thank the artist.
Uh-oh...fuck...it just now hit me that a Cymbal-Clanging Monkey is exactly what I have in my brain too. Ha-ha...it's true. Fuck me! Well, at least I can laugh at myself, and if you can't laugh at yourself you're an asshole. I can see it now... "Hi, I'm Kelly, and I have a Cymbal-Clanging Monkey in my head. It's nice to meet you." So, if you introduced yourself that way some people would run away as quickly as they could, and rightly so, but with a few people it might make a good conversation-starter. I thought I was laughing at all the dumbasses, but the joke's on me, ha-ha. Maybe I'll make a t-shirt.
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