My Uncle Is So Handsome, So Unusual, and He Has His Own Language
My uncle has pet chickens.
My uncle has an iguana named Saint Ignatius.
My uncle has schizophrenia.
This enables him to speak strange truths.
Once, after a car blasting mariachi music drove past, he commented, “Very enchilada.”
Of our recent heat wave, he said, “Mr Sunshine is eternal.”
Last night, at the hospital, after a shower, a cheeseburger, and having endured being 5150ed, he confessed, “I feel safe and sanctuary.”