The universe is an authentic Pez dispenser when true JBF enters the room. It's a post-jizz world and I'm in a cabana where anonymity isn't noticed within the gates. The clip of the cowboy dad maxing his kid time fades out the holiday on the right roller skate.

Gig, Gig Young, gig economy, up your gigy with a lit ciggie. Nothing is original, it's all derivative, mic dropped. Sorry, but that flame out of the Roaring 20s carpet bombed the salt of the earth and a century later the big honcho is a jit bag. That wraps up our Zeitgeist Today segment so pass the maple syrup and enjoy the preview of the 100 teens our sun is teasing us with later today. Just because we're not serving up aces any longer we can still deliver an upstairs symphony in the dark and that's why this world still needs me.

I slit a sheet, two smart fellows and last time I stood up, I wobbled. Boo-hoo. The rest of the declaration includes the color of the world and blueberry pancakes.

A man's got to know his limitations."
Harry Callahan (Clint Eastwood)