I like this guy!
Made me cry. I’ve been there with fewer friends than this Charles Bukowski look-alike.
And apples aren’t chickens either.
Maybe heaven sucks. No slingshot required.
Charlie may have polaroids.
Was I supposed to eat mushrooms before reading this? No one told me.
Ah! Southern California. We do it all here.
Read “The Revenant,” by Billy Collins. A great poem with similar sentiments.
It’s amazing that people bring a knife on a date.
How would it have been different if that dude didn’t require glasses?
I like this guy!