Monday, October 27, 2008

BusterStronghart@Gmail.com

Many years ago I was standing at the urinal of a VFW in Skowhegan, Maine, when the man pissing next to me allowed that it was too bad that you had to pay for a drink and then piss it all away.

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He bears the heaviest chain -- that of maturity.

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His smile was kept locked away in some small drawer somewhere in a cellar.

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