TALE OF A DUMB GUY, STARRING ME, OR WHY GRANDPA NEEDS A JOINT IN THE MORNING
Long story short, here I am, 69 years young and (knock-wood!) far from ending my dance on Funhouse Earth. From Day One I found the joint an absolute wonderland filled with infinite possibilities and shining people, and still do (and yes, people shine, every single one of them, you’ll just have to trust me on …
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