I often worry I am crazy. Like, this isn’t a joke.
Everywhere around me I see random things that make me smile because in my world they are covered in captions or drawings that bring out their inner awesome. This leads to me regularily laughing at walls, lamp posts, animals, buildings, cars, and quite often directly into people faces, all with no prompting or openly apparent reason.
This is the root of Markers. I realized at some point that if other people could see the things I do, it might make sence why I wonder around giggling like an idiot on an almost constant basis. Which seems good and fine, and often people do find it funny, and once they are in on the joke it is ok that we laugh at the giant penises and strangely alive inanimate objects that surround us. But sometimes… sometimes even with prompting others don’t see why I think things are funny, and thats when I begin to worry.
Anywho, this Marker started off not as a joke. I bought a deep frier and it had really arbitrary heat settings on it. Realizing there was all of 3-5 things I would ever really need to cook in it (Cheese sticks, waffle fries, tater tots, ect.) I began to write out where exactly those would be set at directly on the frier. The funny thing was, none of them came remotely close to the max heat setting. It became obvious at that point that the only reasonable thing to do with a frier filled with magma hot vegitable oil was to utilize gravitational potential energy and pitch it over the walls of my home in an attempt to politely and permanently dissuade any unathorized people who might be intent on storming my domicile. It has never come up, but I take comfort that if the Kelts or Vikings were ever in the area and in a pillagy kind of mood, within 20-25 minutes I would be prepared to give them whatfor.
-Mr. Pantz
It’s nice to know that someone else views the world the way I do. This is exactly the type of thing that occurs in my mind every day.