I’ll be there in Two Shakes of a Broken Back


Who doesn’t love being stuck in economy class in planes? Oh the joy of broken knee caps, bent spine, and plenty of sweat. I flew from Toronto to Dublin, and back, this summer; and I could’t help but bleed from my eyes because of the terrorizing; gut wrenching; “getting the call from an ex that you have a son;” horror that is sitting between two people and unable to stand to empty your bladder.

Oh well, at least … wait… somehow I have forgot what I was talking about.  Better finish writing.

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