Walla Walla, Wash., an' Kalamazoo!
Nora's freezin' on the trolley,
Swaller dollar cauliflower alley-garoo!
Don't we know archaic barrel,
Lullaby Lilla boy, Louisville Lou?
Trolley Molly don't love Harold,
Boola boola Pensacoola hullabaloo!
A statement like that might seem to need qualifiers, but really, it doesn't. I don't know what the hell I'm doing. About very nearly anything.
For the last week, I've been working a temp assignment, doing "data entry" at a law firm. It paid the same (low) wages of my last assignment, but,…
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