Here's the Skinny: I see photos, the photos make me think of something, I write that something down, attach it to the photo, and cross my fingers that people find it funny.
It is as simple as that.
Crash
The waves crashing on the rocks sounded nothing like a wet fish slapping against the side of a washing machine, like the old man had described… "I guess I'm in the wrong place", I thought.
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