I regret to inform you all that I am…
the Snuffleupagus trapped in a fever dream. My publicist told me not to say anything, but I must come clean. I will now continue my dream of becoming a best selling historical fan fiction author and stop watching Big Bird while he sleeps. My deepest apologies to anyone I have offended with my slandered ways and to also inform everyone to throw fire crackers into any metal garbage cans. Have a great night everyone!
I must say, I didn’t understand what you intend to convey. Any way keep up the good work.
All the best and best of luck if there is any luck.
Light hearted joke to cheer up anybody feeling bluer then a cookie-less monster
I couldn’t read and remember your post but I smiled when you conveyed that your intention is to make a joke.
I needed this. Thank you. <3
I like this humor
If I may offer a critique of your body of work, I would like to say that I preferred it when you were imaginary. Once everyone could see you, not just me and Big Bird, I felt something was lost.
You used to scare me so much as a child! Was that intentional? Do you enjoy tormenting small children?
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That is actually really sweet. Very affectionate.