That salami was liquid.
That I could go grocery shopping JUST ONE TIME and shop for what I want, rather that for what I can afford.
That Al would change his singlet.
That I had a high quality AM radio.
That a bag of charcoal briquettes would magically appear in my back yard each month.
That one day I will take a long voyage on a wooden windjammer.
That my gout would GO. THE. FUCK. AWAY.
That John and George were still alive.
That I could print passable money.
That Ted Nugent would shoot me a gazelle.
The same magic that leaves the briquettes?...leave me some Canadian beer as well.
That I had a moose (but you knew that).
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#2 on your wish list is a choice.
Work harder on #9...
...you just might overcome #2.
It's the only thing Ted doesn't shoot. How about a moose. Or a philosopher.
I have a dead gazelle, seriously. I buy my charcoal in bulk on Labor Day weekend at Lowes. It is ¼ price. I still have two hundred pounds of 450 prior to football season.
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