My parents still just shake their heads at me. I don't think my siblings "get" me. Yet, the way my brain works is a constant source of amusement to me. I look back at things I've said and crack up laughing because I'm SUPPOSED to be more sophisticated than that.
"Her garters are about to suffer containment failure. Her booty is gonna sound like Donald Duck after a bee sting busting out of those straps."
I cannot stop laughing at that. When I look at the picture again, I see exactly what I meant, too. So, besides the expression, my perception amuses me. Self-awareness has its costs.
