Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Slow Boat To China
Trapped! It's a big boat, but not big enough to escape that big mouth that just goes on yappin' and rappin' about my miserable failure, my life. Now that bastard is on the P.A. yelling something about my whole existence being nothing more than a series of token efforts, just enough to get things patched up and marginally functioning, so that I can get my fat ass back in that recliner, a bag of chips and a cold beverage by my side. One of these days I swear to God, I am going to throw that SOB overboard!@#*!