[unstable bob gable]

This is how life is supposed to be. Roll up the fat Woolford and get all schmoked up. Go to the liquor store and try a different 6 pack every day. Drop in at a friend's work and have lunch. Sit in my storage unit surrounded by gazillions of rare K car parts. Drive my Spirit RT balls out around the canal and stop and skip some stones. Fall asleep with a beer in my hand. Life is good!