Yeah, no hard feelings, Sarge.
You just owe me a manicure for the nails I've bitten, a wig for the hair I tore out and time and a half allowance for worrying about you at night.
But I'll swap all that for someone I can contact next time I'm worried.
Just someone I can ask, "Is he okay?"
People come into the Cellar and go out again. But some people make an impression, and some of then also have health issues.
Keep in touch or I will kill you.
Love you lots you silly arse.
And please update us on where you've been and what you've done.
I like the idea of you with an assistance dog...
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