it's all shifting to carbon anyway (haiku)
fending off failure
knuckles driven into bricks
bringing down my house
knuckles driven into bricks
bringing down my house
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
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2 comments:
Ok, I give. What is that? A chest X-ray?
yup, it's all on display.....
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