My latest attempt to laugh at the year that keeps giving, is to use Jeff Foxworthy's means of writing about things...I rather think of 2020 as the standard deviation that one throws out when examining data. It's the 70's plaid bell bottom pants that somehow, people believed other people would want to wear or the crochet shorts. It's the coffee left in the workplace microwave, with powdered creamer after the last co-worker nuked some fish for lunch.
If 2020 were a food, it would be haggis. --no one even wants to boast of having tried it.
If 2020 were a drink, it would be warm caffiene free diet coke. --doesn't wake you up, give you energy or taste better than tap.
If 2020 were a movie, it would be Istar II or Avatar --a block buster that no one really wants to remember, not even a little.
If 2020 were a candy, it would be a bit-o-honey. They taste horrible, we have no gage of how long they exist, and no one...ever...would want another.
If 2020 were a book, it would be written by Job.
Feel free to add your own ideas in the combox.
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