When it comes to the windows of your soul, there is a fine line between utter stupidity and death. Ask the idiot who woke up screaming in a coroner’s office after falling asleep with his eyes open. It was the second time he found himself in this awkward situation this week.
The other school shooting.
As far as catfish went, Renfroe was, hands down, ugly, uglier, ugliest. Please do not get me started, but when it was born, the rest of the fish invented a shared language so they could talk about enforced abortion. To put things into context, it was the only word all fish could agree on.
Brothers and sisters! Cousins and insignificant relatives! For God is to Jesus as He is to the Holy Spirit, this communion’s on me. Repent thee, before you are repented upon. Ask and ye shall receive. By the way, I find that this current president of the United States, Dandruff Donald Trump, reveals himself to be a bigger ass wipe with each passing moment. Amen.
Now, here’s something for your aural pleasure.
In 1978, I saw Pablo Cruise, The Steve Miller Band and Eagles at Comiskey Park. Upon further research, this event was on August 19, and tickets were twelve dollars. It’s hard to say whether those were the golden days, or that we currently live in a suck greedy hell world.
The sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
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