Insult #18: Your soul is full of gunk

You might think I have the same problem with this insult as I do with insults seven and seventeen. Back on insult number nine, we figured out Mr. Grinch has garlic in his soul.  However, a soul can be full of gunk and garlic. If the Grinch’s soul was supposed to be empty, then we were told there was gunk in there, I’d have a problem. But I’m fine with gunk and garlic coexisting within Mr. Grinch’s diseased soul.

I do wonder what kind of gunk is jamming up the Grinch’s soul. Eye gunk? Ear gunk? Is there such a thing as soul gunk? At any rate, any amount of gunk in your soul is a bad thing. Maybe that’s why Mr. Grinch thinks it’s a good idea to steal Christmas. His soul is full of gunk.

How does one even get gunk in their soul? Is it similar to getting sludge in your engine? If you don’t clean out your soul every three-thousand miles, your soul gets gunked up? I’m guessing Mr. Grinch doesn’t want his soul filled with gunk. No one wants a cruddy soul.

Speaking of terrible souls, my wife and I somehow got into a discussion about who holds the title of the worst person I personally know. The person I chose as the worst person I know beat out a convicted murderer for the title. That seems wrong, but I’m convinced I’m right. I wonder if I think this way because writing about the Grinch everyday is skewing my sense of right and wrong. I mean, there are times when I think to myself, “Sure, the Grinch isn’t perfect, but what about all those self-righteous Whos hoarding all the roast beef in Whoville? Maybe they don’t deserve a Christmas.”

Then on insult number seventeen, loyal reader and handsome devil’s advocate Earl commented:

Is there any indication of the time span between #7 and #17? Perhaps Mr. Grinch took insult #7 to heart (I know, I know) and filled the empty hole with unwashed socks.

Hmm…had I been too harsh on Mr. Grinch? Could it be that the insult had to change because Mr. Grinch tried to improve himself on a day other than Christmas? I just don’t know. Maybe I’m starting to experience some type of Stockholm syndrome with the Grinch because of my daily dalliance with this insult analysis. Just don’t be surprised if I’m lashing out at all the Whos and calling Mr. Grinch a misunderstood genius by the time Christmas rolls around.