Things I Don't Need
I don't need, at the end of a long day, during one of the most physically and mentally draining months I've had in a long time, the bottle of milk I just purchased to leak all over my car as I'm driving home.
I don't need to watch one, let alone 3, of those up late quiz shows.
I don't need to listen to Alan Jones' morning comment. Ever.
But I do need Henry Rollins. We all do. With thanks to skinfluteshynmphony for locating this one.
I don't need to watch one, let alone 3, of those up late quiz shows.
I don't need to listen to Alan Jones' morning comment. Ever.
But I do need Henry Rollins. We all do. With thanks to skinfluteshynmphony for locating this one.
4 Comments:
Ahh Henry. If the world were more like him... hey, it'd be pretty bloody short and stocky!
That milk could have feed three starving kittens for a month. Shame on you, sirrah.
Hee hee hee. skinfluteshynmphony..... think he should change the name of his blog.
I change for no man...
Doesn't Henry just encapsulate so well everything you have always wanted to say, but never quite have the words
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