|
HERE is the dirt in your garden .
When he was born, he cried like holy hell... well, the best of us cried, I guess… Florescent lights are worse than bullets to newborn eyes. If HE knew how to speak, he’d kick like a savage and scream: "PUT ME BACK, FUCKERS!" [Not that they would listen.] To some extent, he’s never recovered the embarrassment. |
|
|