The Happy Humper
Tonight I received the SECOND message from the Happy Humper. Only this time, it was minimalist. It arrived via gchat: “Happy Hump Day!”
Did I miss something? Is there some deliciously rich dark chocolate Hallmark holiday happening and I’m clueless?
I didn’t know how to respond. So I did the best I could. I said: “I don’t recognize Hump Day. I’m Jewish.”
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