It’s Not Like I’m Garfield

Rimarama: “You know what? I am SO GLAD I signed up for this Erma Bombeck writers workshop! I think it will be really good for me.”

P-Dawg: “Oh?”

Rimarama: “Yeah! I mean, I’m sure that BlogHer would be fun, but I feel like I’ll get a lot more out of this from a writing standpoint, you know what I mean? I’ve always wanted to hone my humor writing skills. Plus, I get to meet KC.”

P-Dawg: “It’s funny, when I think of “humor writing,”, I never think of you.”

Rimarama: “What are you saying?”

P-Dawg: “I don’t know.”

Rimarama: “You don’t find me the least bit entertaining?”

P-Dawg:

Rimarama:

P-Dawg: “It’s just that when I think of a humor writer, I think of somebody like Lewis Black, you know? Someone whose all crass and crotchety.”

Rimarama: “Are you telling me you’ve never once laughed at anything I wrote?”

P-Dawg: “I -“

Rimarama: “Have you even chuckled inwardly?”

P-Dawg: “I’ve chuckled inwardly.”

Rimarama: “‘What about, “guffawed?’ Have you ever guffawed?”

P-Dawg: “Well . . . it’s not like you’re Garfield.”

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