Looking up at the sky a few weeks ago I asked myself this question, “Why does the man in the moon look like he’s in a constant state of pain?”.
Off the top of my head … I’d say it’s time to lay off the mescaline.
I’ve never been able to see the man in the moon myself, but maybe it has something to do with that flag the astronauts stuck in his head.
I always thought he looked like he was tryin’ to pinch one out.
He’s lactose intolerant? :eek:
giggles Sorry, couldn’t resist. Please don’t tell me I have to es’plain that to anyone.
No, to me, he has always looked like he’s smiling down on us, laughing with us, being happy to see so many weird little humans spreading about and cluttering up ol’ earth with all our stuffs. 
Unless I’m really sad or hurting; then he appears to be crying with me, sharing my pain. That always somehow makes me feel a little better.
Rofl, I needed that. Thank you purplebear!
Abby
I’ve tried to see a smile in the moon, but all I see is a sad face looking up for hope, finding none. (damn I need some sleep).
How would you feel if Fox convinced a bunch a paranoid crackpots that nobody had ever so much as visited you?
You’re quite welcome, Abby. I just couldn’t resist that, and it’s the first thing that came to mind. I’ve been hanging around hubby too long, I think. 
Awwwwww…clayton. I think you’re too tired or down or just in need of a hug. Here you are, and my email is in my profile, feel free to use it.
{{{{{{clayton}}}}}}
Every other thought I have is odd. The rest are even. They alternate. Even, odd, even, odd, like that. That’s mathematics for you.
Well, I was thinking all that cheese has made him constipated!
Damn you BunnyGirl. You took my line.