Last night depression hit like beat-up unmarked van barreling down Park Avenue and there was nothing I could do about it. My usual methods (horror movies, writing, computer games, talking to myself) were powerless to stop it.
Then I remembered a couple of aliens who could always entertain me (provided I was watching Sesame Street at the right moment). Needing no further introduction, I bring back The Yip Yips.
And my favorite:
As you can see, the Yip Yips are coming across some pretty cutting-edge technology. Maybe some educational show will make a new generation of Yip Yips to examine iPods and wireless routers. We have much to learn from these gentle creatures…
FunBox Comedy says:
The yip yips are prescription strength available conveniently over the counter.
Hope you’re less depressed now than the time you needed them to smile ya.
September 8, 2007, 12:21 amAnonymous says:
But what happens when depression hits you like a bag of yips?
Or do we just not want to think about such a nightmarish scenario? (I think I’ll go curl my knees under my chin and shake in a corner now. Otherwise known as “Sunday”.)
September 8, 2007, 11:19 pm