Moonlight Savings Time
I couldn't count the nights I've pondered the mysteries staring at the moon. Of all the questions I've pondered, there is one that steals my sleep more than all the others.
You know what's funny? You don't need maintenance to escape a stalled escalator. |
Is there a buzzing in your ear? That'd be the thought police. |
Every now and then sheer stupidity smacks you like a stale wet bar towel. They don't come staler than the towels on the Florida coast. |