Bored by Board (A Dash of Satire)

Tis a boring life I lead, I tell you.

So boring in fact, the other day a wall was bored out to make room for boring stuff to replace it just so I could say I had more space, and now the space is boring a hole in me.

I even took down all the mirrors because I could no longer handle the boredom staring back at me.

Last week, I stopped playing board games. It just was too boring.

What with everything that is going on around us, I find I am bored to tears over the complaints of not working, not enough medical staff and the crying over “I want my check,” from the government. All boring to me. I was getting bord silly with these remarks.

And people look at me and ask me how I cope. My answers are boring, but they are honest. “I cope because I stay away from boring comments, questions, and people who bore me to pieces with them ... like you.”

Usually, after that, they don’t talk to me any longer.

I know how to get rid of the boredom, but I can’t afford to fly to the moon. And my luck, I would probably run into someone there even more boring than I feel.

But if I do go, I’m taking a board with me so I can slap the next boring person upside their head!

Pretty boring post, isn’t it?