The mockingbirds are back. They've come back earlier than last year. That means something I'm sure. It's seems to me the planet is prematurely ejaculating right before our eyes.
Flowers are blooming earlier than usual. Ice in the polar caps is melting, two-by-fours are really one and a half by three and a half, things have gone terribly wrong.
The other night I met a woman who forgot my name four times. The first time she forgot it I introduced myself as Anthony. The three other times I told her my name was Tony. I thought I'd simplify my name to help her out, but it didn't take.
I was bothered when she forgot my name the first time. The second time she forgot my name I figured she wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. The third time she forgot it I shot her a dirty look and almost said something mean to her. She must be drunk I figured. The fourth time she forgot my name I just felt sorry for her and thought of Muhammad Ali, "what's my name fool?"
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