Smoke Gets in Your Eyes
It's appropriate in the last week before this election that the hills are so smokey. The usual fall scent of smoldering leaves has been overwhelmed by the stench of burning pants.
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. |