Never argue with Drumpf supporters on social media. You have better luck communicating with a fart vapor.
And they both stink.
You're welcome, Jason.
I got stabbed by a sheepshead fish today. In my pinky. Cuz I'm a man.
It makes typing difficult.
In a few days I will be on a boat with friends who love music and each other. A community of misfits.
My kind of people.
I've spent time with refined people. Polished and manicured people. I don't like those people very much. There's nothing wrong with those type of people, I just prefer the types who can see the stars from the gutter. They make more sense to me.
I met a girl once who was an incredible artist. Her work was in galleries and people paid a lot of money for the things she created.
One day she was invited to a tattoo convention. The way she told it to me was simply, I walked into the place and for the first time I stopped feeling like an outsider and finally felt like I found my people.
That's a bit how I feel when I am surrounded by the people on the boat.
That girl ended up becoming a tattoo artist. A fucking amazing one, by the way.