I played football. I dabble in politics.
If I had to make a living at either, these things would happen in quick succession:
1. Divorce
2. No longer morbidly obese (starvation joke, son)
3. Clock tower
4. Sweet release
5. Some sort of penalty phase
I grow weary of being stupid at all of the things I enjoy. Soon I'll lose the ability to cook bacon, read, and scoff at the dim.
Just wanted to lay that out there.
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