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Words

I believe words manifest things, but not in some mystical Logos sort of way. My belief doesn’t run that deep. Deep Thinker has never been used to define me.

I believe the word is the thing. For example, no matter how many times my sister plops her fat butt on my coffee table, it doesn’t make it any more a chair. It’s a table. That’s its name. That’s its function. That’s just the way the universe works.

I believe this applies to proper names too. I’m not the only one who believes this. Parents go through great trepidation over naming their babies; just Google Baby Names to find thousands of sites for picking the perfect name.

Anyway, every time I was over at my ex-girlfriends place and we start to make out, Mr Scruffles would get between us. We tried to ignore him, but the stupid cat would meow till he got his way. I guess Mr. Scruffles means cock blocker. I’ll Google it someday to find out, but for now I’m looking for a new girlfriend. Ladies, if you have a pet named Wingman, email me.

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