A call from a drunken friend this evening led to this insightful comment:
“Maybe, in the morning, when I can put coherent thoughts together, and two plus two is four… or five… or whatever… it’ll work.”
Aren’t my friends great?
The Devil Went Down to Georgia
I have nothing definite to apologize for, I'm just sorry about everything in general.
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