Ow
Sometime this morning I dreamed that George W. Bush had been assassinated, that he was stealing all the glory from Kennedy, and that the country was being plunged into fascism in the ensuing chaos. It sucked. I woke up with the most intense neck cramp you can imagine. Time for some Tylenol.
Cedric lay off the marijuana and crown royal.
Shows how much you know, I drink bourbon and irish.