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Returning this lunchtime from my local distillery, and after a couple of modest libations, I was surprised by the stairs, and in what I suspect might be a life-defining moment, had everything explained.
It went something like this:
" GOD you make me sick... GOD, what in GOD's name what do you think you're doing with your GODdamn life, Dave ? "
It was this point I realised I'd probably transcended this tawdry existence.
So has anyone else had a similar experience ?
Or can I rest easy, in repose by the throne ? |
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