He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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Find a good reason to exist and fulfill it or die and get out of the way.
If you are offended by this statement, you need to decide.
If not, then you already have.
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I wanna ride the choo choo!
Not the big one. The little one at the mall.
It’s more funner.
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I spilled coffee on my leg.
Now I can’t stop it from hopping.
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I see clowns pop their heads out of the tops of grain silos and bounce around. I mean, there has to be a big crank on the side that you turn and music should play before they pop up.
I don’t hear the music. Is that normal? For me not to hear the music, I mean.
Do you hear the music?
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You think I write this stuff for fun?
It’s part of my therapy.
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