Each day I wake up wondering when I stop and ask myself, “Dude, WTF?” Will it be at the grocery store when an old lady whips out her binded catalog of coupons? At the airport security checkpoint behind a guy with a year’s worth of laundry quarters? Or stopped at a construction zone as three dudes paint shcool in the middle of the road? Who knows? One thing is for sure, I will encounter dumbfounders.

Makes me wonder what a visitor from another planet might think if they visited our planet in search of intelligent life.

Yeah, I’m guessing they’d take one look at us, pack up their stuff, and leave. And why shouldn’t they? It’s only a matter of time before we’re getting our law degrees from Costco, eating fancy dinners at Fuddruckers, and taking orders from President Dwayne Elizondo Mountain Dew Herbert Camacho. What’s worse? By then I’ll no longer be asking myself, “Dude, WTF?” because by then it’ll actually make sense.

Got thoughts? Share ‘em below or send me an e-mail at TiTy@y2kemo.com.

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