Keep Smiling and never look back, Something may be gaining on you.
I am mad as a hatter, chase cars, bite the mailman, foam at the mouth, sleep under the refrigerator, and talk to little green men on lamp posts. What else do you need to know? I am perfectly normal, except for an occasional foray to the local pool hall where I chew on the table legs, and try to swim in the pool tables.
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