Monday, February 21, 2005
Farewell Good Doctor, Farewell.
Maybe this is all pure gibberish a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found out a way to live out there where the real winds blow - to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whiskey and ride fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested
Hunter S. Thompson
from Generation of Swine,