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Corn, the vicious cycle.  Score a can, feel like you won the lotto.  Drink it, eat it, do what you do.  Then spend the next day crapping your guts out, hating the world because toilet paper is the new diamond. Found another can today… I shared it with Burn.  She’ll...

I used to love the rain.  It meant it was time to get my rubbers on.  Canary yellow ones.  Me and Bobby Cladstine would race up and down the dirt road on out bikes lookin for tadpoles to put in Grannies jar. Bobby was always sweet on me.  He’s dead...

I heard it was New Years Eve today and I realized that I missed Christmas.  I don’t remember when I lost track of what day it was, or which month.  I remember how important Christmas was though… Halloween too. My birthday.  Wow… I guess it’s winter time, because it’s cold. ...

Humiliation is getting your ass handed to you by a turkey.  A TURKEY.  I found it by chance and the bastard looked at me, and I looked at it, and it was like Gobble Gobble bitch.  So I took up a shovel and went for it. WHO in the fuck…...

I realized that the high point of my day today, was finding a can of dog food.  Traveling with Burn, I’ve discovered that I’ll eat just about anything.  Anything.  I remember when dog food was for the dogs… and a can of it was a big deal.  Now it doesn’t...