not a one, definitely not two and if you add up the entire species of sweaty, stinky, oily, foul smelling biological constructs on planet Earth covered with humans… Yuck!

Trust is a contract not taken lightly. Once made it is not to be broken.

Earl lied to me today and said, “I was thinking about you.” Oh really? I asked if he was taking a shit when thinking about me. His only thoughts are about making money. He could care less about me or what is going on in my life and nor should he.

Pig man… all the rest… fucking yuck.

Thankfully it will be over soon and i can get back to talking with rocks and butterflies.

God truly has a wonderful sense of humor.