And the lady at the counter with whom I have this fun repore says "You look good" so, you know... score! If I wake up in the dumbster and sleep more erratically, Spend more time begging for fresh air and downpour The doctor asks and I say 'Like I said I don't think it's some … Continue reading In a Cold Sweat Feeling the Worst I Prolly Ever Felt, I Got Out of the House and Ordered my Favorite Thing At the Chinese Place Near My Old House
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What Were We Talking About, Even
Father, How did we come to the Hoover Dam Talking about politics and the ineffectiveness of ineffective leadership again I think I said they want to blow it up We were in discussion over why some find motive only in opposing, Where one cannot move to make one’s community any better Without pointing to the … Continue reading What Were We Talking About, Even