June 16, 2017
I mean Good Morning. Or whatever. Oh, well, whatever will be, will be. Or something like that. Sorry I missed some of the papers last week. Not sorry for you, but for me. Cause if I don’t write, they don’t pay me. And if they don’t pay me, I can’t buy pretty things for my wife and necessities for myself. Like…. You know what I like.
Some things really disgust me. Eating moldy bread. Two headed dogs. Cows that won’t take their calf. People who pick boogers out of their nose and eat them. Don’t you just hate that? I know, I know. It’s horrible to even think about.