I have this recurring nightmare where I give a damn.
A bottle of whiskey makes the best pillow.
Sleeping at the wheel adds a little adventure to a Sunday drive.
Graveyards are easier on the nerves than shopping malls.
If I spend time peering at my navel it is only because I am checking for lint.
If I find any I’ll call it nirvana, and say it was put there by Kurt Cobain.
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