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Good morning!
I am feeling somewhat “normal” today.
Trying to stay two steps ahead of the neck pain.
Taking lots of Ibuprofen and booze.
Put MS Muse Out of my Misery.
But I miss her already.
I just may have a life after all.
Or not.
“O, that way madness lies; let me shun that;
No more of that.”
—King Lear, Act 3, Scene 4
Too heavy?
Fuck with me?
You’ll get what you fucking deserve.
Love,
Lance…
The NSA Are on Their Way!
“Hey! Hey! NSA! On The Way!
(Ditto the Local Cops!)
“Surround the House!”
“Madman Inside!”
“Be careful Boys!”
“Let’s Take Him Down…”
“But Quietly.”
“No Muss. No Fuss.”
*****
Do not Fuck with Me!
I will not Hesitate to Empty a Clip Into Your Dome.
MS Muse– Miss Misery:
Feel Free To Conduct A Search
For ‘Abusive Muse.’
There you may find happiness.
******
BONUS MATERIAL BELOW
Crit-After-My-Own-Heart-Drinker-Man!
If you do not watch this, or appreciate this…
Your Loss
Credit: Crit Drinker