I have 41 Mondays left to commute. Come November, my Sunday night sadness turns to vapor. My affordable housing career ends. Full-time writing begins.
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I've inherited a candy store and I don't like candy. But I'll guzzle the soda until my belly is round, and devour the comics, and there ain't nobody throwing me out of the shop.
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I can't wait.
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2 comments:
That's good news Tommy... You have to let me know where your candy store is located so I can hang out in the store and thumb through the comics as well ... I assume you won't throw me out... ;-)
no one gets thrown out, steve, unless they're not reading the comics, take care, tommy
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