“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’”
Jack Kerouak, On the Road
“Beware of bubonic plague today. Other than that, things will be fairly normal.”
From my Daily Humorscope
“Gonna shoot the vanilla pudding pop all over your mouth! Oooooh!”
Eddie, doing his best perverted Bill Cosby impression
“Doctor, doctor won’t you please prescribe somethin…
A day in the life of someone else?
Don’t let me get me…”
Pink, Don’t Let Me Get Me
“Doctor, doctor won’t you please prescribe somethin…
A day in the life of someone else?
Don’t let me get me…”
Pink, Don’t Let Me Get Me