Sing Me Not A Song; Let Me

Doing Nothing Feels Like Floating On Warm Water To Me. Delightful, Perfect.

I Wish To Live To 150 Years Old, But The Day I Die, I Wish It To Be With A Cigarette In One Hand And A Glass Of Whiskey In The Other.

And The News Got Worse. It Appeared That There Was This Whole Other Person Jesus Christ Whose Birthday A Lot Of People Tended To Confuse With Mine. I Was Personally Outraged. It Was A Long Time Before I Forgave The Lord For That.

If I Had My Life To Live Over Again, I'd Live It The Same Way. Maybe A Few Changes Here Or There, But Nothing Special. The Truth Is, Honey, I've Enjoyed My Life. I've Had A Hell Of A Good Time.

I Am Deeply Superficial.