Holidays shmolidays fuck em all if they fall on a day. Just one more way to remind us of all we seemingly lack in a backhanded manner so as to color us ungrateful. N I ain't even started drinking yet. I'll be a regular bukowski by sundown

When the plays plagued by plagiarization and every placated placemat there's plaque waiting looks like a plate licked clean up all night pacing a parade of paint chipped away coats like armor foreshadowed by the far away stare of tomorrow you saw in yesterday's year. Hear hear. Here I sit. A hare. A tick. With ne'er a trick could fool one quick mas my bare ass wit

A hare. A tick. A heretic.

I ain't to be fucked with.

And true don't need to be proved if.the one doin the proven is you.