
Whatever floats your boat, I guess.

Whatever floats your boat, I guess.

About this anymore

I can always get a job as a muckrake.
How much fun would that be.
But I’d have no friends.
Fair enough

You filthy drunks

And what heights they were


but the cat can’t read.

In yesterdays record heat, a mud suit would have been awfully nice.

I should have worn a hat