Real Life Ain’t REAL LIFE The Old Druggie Hollered As They Dragged Dude Away

Most folks are secure in their existence.

They know what will be happening at 8 AM on Monday

and also 9:57 PM on March the eighteenth because

that’s when John and I first proposed so we

thought we’d book a vacation in Florida

so’s we could both wind up in some

slime covered swamp drenched

in kerosene with a bunch of

people begging for a little

assistance next to us who chances are, like John, would perish.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

The line tween this place and the next is thinner than we think.

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