Let’s just get the white elephant out of the room on this one. I have writer's block.
I wanted to choose orgasm, yet I didn’t. Opinionated was a close second, you all know I am so why bother. Orillia Lake is something I've already beaten to death: next?
Outgoing, I am. Obese, I am not. Offensive, I try. Considered, once; “once was lost, now I'm found” ...Pffft, I’m blocked.
I tend to be overwhelmed at work but who gives a crap? I don’t eat organic so that's not an option.
Oh Henry? Oh My God? How about obedient? Don't answer that. BLOCKED!
The object of my affection? The occasional off-colour joke? Well, it's never occasional, which leads me to obnoxious.
One-horse, one-sided, old, only, onward? Nope!
Zero. Zip. Nada. Nothing. Zilch.
Officially blocked, I am optimistic one word will come to me by the end of the day. Who says, "more isn't necessarily better... sometimes it's just more?"
Oops. Obviously? That would be me!
Because I’m OUTSTANDING!
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