News, but not the serious kind
In words of one syllable, you’re nuts…
Blog Guy, my doctor sent me to you for some career advice. I need a job that works with some, uh, small quirks I have.
Quirks? Well, your timing is good. I was just thumbing through a glossy brochure called “Your Future in Hippopotamus Hygiene.”
That’s not a good fit for me.
Really? You get to work over at the Hippodrome, take the Hippocratic Oath and spend time around hippopotamuses…
Stop with the long hippo words! My shrink said you don’t use any scary big words in your blog. He was wrong! SIX YEARS of therapy, down the drain!
Yes! You’re so cruel! You lure folks to a safe haven and then spring a huge word on them! You’re nothing but a hip…hippo…hippo…
A keeper brushes a hippo’s teeth at the Shanghai Zoo November 3, 2010. REUTERS/Stringer