I woke up this morning completely naked and with a horrible case of the zipps. All the guys under the bridge at I-35 and 6th st. were giving me a bunch of jazz about it. Just as it was about to get ugly I sang, “Jerusalem” and then I began to weep. I dissolved in a pool of my own tears just in time to avoid a savage working over. And the short weekend begins with tall tales.
I woke up this morning completely naked
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