It occurred to me recently that every now and again my mind begins to wonder and I lose track of what I'm saying. It occurred to me recently that every now and again my mind begins to wonder and I lose track of what I'm saying. The other day someone came up to me and told me that every minute a pedestrian gets hit by traffic 3 times. You idiot I thought as I repeatedly tried to shove the turnip up my nose so that I could remain in my happy place. Why not just get off the road ya fool. If you get hit by a car on a busy street you don't do it twice more in the same minute. Then it dawned on me, There must be a way for the backstreet boys to reunite so that I can have my sandwich and Paddy's pecks.... hard.... johns... a little... squishy...
