Daily you will find me teaching dogs to brush their teeth. Think of me as the meat of things. Dream and ejaculate gasoline.
I got a broken leg running away from the egg parade. These are the days when a girl's in the way to open a casket or close a buffet. . .
Jerk you're late for the work you hate! Spit out the grin from your mouth! You gotta get down to Retardville; there will be other things to think about. . .