There are some mornings in which I wake up feeling new, not in body but in soul and sight. I look out to the mountains lining the horizon and think "You're a stone cold fox, world, and I'm going to fuck you good and sweetly today" not yet realizing I've just said it aloud and the neighbour is taking out the trash. Normally I would get terribly embarrassed by this and probably dive headlong into an entire deluxe pizza for breakfast, then proceed to watching Kung Fu flicks until the "WAH!"s and "HIYA!"s drown out that voice in my head saying "Christ, Derf. What the fuck?" and maybe that's best on those days. But on those special mornings I smile a giant smile right back at their looks of confusion and worry and say "YEAH, YOU HEARD ME! GIVE HER A GOOD TIME, NEIGHBOUR!" and we laugh and laugh and set upon our respective days.
Today is one of those days. Give her what for, people. For all or none of our sakes. Give it real smooth like. She just might return the favour.
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