i had a hero.
my hero died this week.
i'm older, but not wiser. and he's dead.
my hero wrote. a lot.
he wrote:
"Listen:
When I was a younger man---two wives ago, 250,000 cigarettes ago, 3,000 quarts of booze ago . . .
When I was a much younger man, I began to collect material for a book to be called The Day the World Ended."
and so it goes.
3 comments:
rob: i heart you.
At least he was wise enough to capitalize the word "I".
Douchebag.
I love ya.
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