Midlife Vices

After years at the helm of a Grecian place / Where daily I fed the human race / I stepped out quick to quit the pace / At which we served our garlic paste

Our Next Performer

The drunker I get, the more I forget the best thing around is the feel of the ground. It’s cool on my face.

Sober Tendencies

Sobriety is a mother of a drug, sitting alone and hoping there’ll soon be someone to hug. A kiss would be nice, but I’ll piss on some ice for that frost-brewed taste in a mug.

Taste Relief

Oh, times can be tough. They can. And times can be rough on your hands and knees. That’s because times like these rewind and repeat –

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