These are the aimless ramblings of a slightly insane, chronically single Thirty-Something residing in Suburbia Detroit.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Life
"Life is not a journey to the grave with intentions of arriving safely in a pretty, well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, strawberries in one hand - champagne in the other, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming ... WOW! What a ride!"
2 comments:
Anonymous
said...
Biyatch! Why didn't you skid in broadside to Capac??! That's ok. even as I type it, I know there is no reason required. It's CAPAC. Miss ya!
2 comments:
Biyatch! Why didn't you skid in broadside to Capac??! That's ok. even as I type it, I know there is no reason required. It's CAPAC.
Miss ya!
I'd leave out the Champagne, but otherwise. AMEN!
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