I used to wear a cowpoke outfit to school on occasion. Had my cap-gun six-shooters and boots and vest, neckerchef, hat, and a little sherif's star my sister got me at the Grand Canyon. That was back when a kindergartener was still allowed to wear fake guns with just the little orange tips and not be arrested. I was too cool for school, I tell you what. All the little boys wanted to play with me. So I used them; I had a posse. ...good times.
Old men, fear me! You will shatter under my ruthless apathetic assault!
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"I am convinced that this world is of no importance, and that the only people who care about dates are imbeciles and Spanish teachers." -- Jean Arp, 1921
"If Jesus came back and saw what people are doing in his name, he would never never stop throwing up." - Max von Sydow, "Hannah and Her Sisters"
