my father confused me. From the ages of one to seven, I thought my name was Jesus Christ! I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody. Like everyone else who makes the mistake of getting older, I begin each day with coffee and obituaries.
Monday, December 26, 2005
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I had a friend in high school who, when he was little, thought his name was "Herman Get Me A Beer."
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