I am the central hydrant in the kennel show of life.
Metaphorically speaking.
Streaker; Awards Ceremony
Hero. Videogame.
Gimp. Pornmovie.
Stallion. Stud farm.
T-shaped key. Sardine can.
I am the “Do Not Remove” tag in the mattress of life.
Full of unimportant information, and basically useless, but it’d still be unlawful to have me “removed”.
Cue ball; pool table
Always getting shoved every which way and all.
Tap. Keg.
Grit; lettuce.
Worm; spinach.
punch line; comedy.
I am the consumer fraud action in the collection case of life.
(a little bit of legal humor. . . very little)
I am the rat feces in the popcorn bowl of life.
I am the persistent and painful itch in the hardest to reach place of life.
Flotsam; Ocean
Daydreamer; Classroom
I am the referenced uvula in the pregnant pause of life.
I am the Open Door button in the farted elevator of life.
i am the pork in the beans of life.
I am the round peg in the square hole of life.
I am the accordion in the string quartet of life.
also …
I am the bull goose looney in the insane asylum of life.
I am the frustum in the pyramid of life.
I am the fingerhut in the mail order catalog of life.
I am the Arthurn Dent in the in the “Hitchhikers’ Guide to the Galaxy” of life.
I am the dot in the Dr Pepper logo of life.
(go look at a can, you’ll see what I mean)
I am the zit on the otherwise clear complexion of life.
(I stick out, but not in a good way)
I am the pineapple in the produce section of life.
Uninvolved, chaos
ahmmmmmmmm…