Sometimes life leaves a hundred dollar bill on your dresser, and you don't realize until later that it's because it fucked you.
The guy is the Botticelli of Blasphemy. Caravaggio of Curses. Cézanne of Cusses. Seurat of Swears. Pollack of Profanity.
I sit in awe of his mastery.
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Me too.
Mrs. P
That is one wise 78-year-old.
Warhol of Wise-ass?
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