Ok, I think I've figured out why after about 9 hours of sleep that I'm still so groggy.
The Evil Genius That Is Moonie Pottie suggested the other night that I should take a couple of Tylenol PM before I went to bed, and me, being the gullible chump that I am, took a couple last night, and there ya go ...
While I was driving home from picking up a few grocerices today I went past the railroad tracks behind Burger King, and I saw one of the kids that work at the King sitting on the tracks smoking a cigarette, and it inspired me to write a poem.
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Sitting on the railroad tracks
Watching the world go by
I may not be the smartest kid in the world
But I don't care 'cause I'm high.
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