(No Longer) North of Foster, (Still) Left of Center
Monday, July 30, 2018
There comes a day after every man's 50th birthday
when he gets that dreaded call from the hospital scheduling nurse for that not-sounding-fun-at-all-no-not-even-a-little-bit carnival ride that rhymes with Tollhousebosspuppy.
I'm so excited I could just shit.
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