Angela's Funnee Du Jour: #3

Angela: Yeah, the jokes are always on her.

by Angela K. Durden
The Most Funniest Woman in the World

Citizen Journalist.  Novelist. Author of other stuff. 

Business writer.  Songwriter.  Protecting creator's copyrights.

The woman was walking across the Costco parking lot. My brain could not process all the disparate information coming from her. 

Her shorts were a wildly colorful amalgamation of spring flowers as seen through a drug-induced haze. Her blouse was covered in geometric shapes in fall colors and lined up as Egyptian text on stone. 

As if that wasn't enough, her body was covered in tattoos trying to tell a story, but only she knew the plot lines. 

Or was she was kidnapped by a band of mad tattooists and offered up upon the Altar of Ink to The God of Art? As if she had no choice in this. And when the design was finished, they dropped her off in a Costco parking lot and said amidst mad laughter, “This is your curse. This is your destiny. Deal with the stares.”