robinson wrote: ↑Thu Oct 15, 2020 5:18 pm
My paperboy bike had the front basket, and the rear baskets
I was a motherfucking monster at 4 a.m.
From age 12 to 15 I got up every goddamn morning at 3:30 a.m.
Folded and delivered papers, rain or shine, freezing or muggy, which makes me wonder what the fuck was wrong with me
And what the fuck is wrong with you today?
"It is not I who is mad! It is I who is crazy!" -- Ren Hoek
"what dicking deep shit i produce" -- pillory
Freedom of choice
Is what you got
Freedom from choice
Is what you want
People are shitting themselves to death
Crap so much they fail to take a breath
But even when their kids are starvin'
They thought Trump would throw them Charmin.