The Story of Kylie

This is Kylie long before we met.

(Don’t worry.  She has all her teeth now.)


This is what Kylie looks like now.

She’s absolutely gorgeous, though you can’t convince her.


Kylie is a very strange girl.


She has an unusual style.


Even when she’s a zombie.


She gets giggly when Elvis impersonators come around.


And she loves being thrown off bridges . . .


Kylie makes synthetic dreadlocks.


She’s really freakin’ good at it.


Soon she’ll be designing the official Lillia dreads for The Object.


Her small-town days of peddling Polar Pops

and washing cars are behind her.


When Kylie and I met, I’d never heard of a haircut.

She didn’t mind, though.


Seriously, what’s wrong with her?

I look like I just came down from a mountain.


But somehow she really doesn’t care about my hair.

(That rhymed.)


In fact, I asked her to marry me and she said, “Yes.”



She’s the prettiest girl on this or any other planet.


Which is one of many reasons why I can unabashedly

showcase my sentimentality and broadcast to the world

that this was the happiest day of my life.


And why every day since, to me,

has looked like this.


Oh, and this was the day my cousin Justin Comley (illustrator)

and I came up with the idea for The Object,

just in case you’re the type of blog reader who demands

each post be relevant.  THE END.

I love you, Kylie! =)

4 thoughts on “The Story of Kylie

  1. This is the sweetest, of all sweet blog posts ever 🙂 I love you too! I don’t know where I would be without you ❤

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