the person is braindead?!? I was walking in to the neighborhood sandwich shop today after I was next door at the beauty salon watching Climb Thar receive a manicure. (No Joke) And low and behold there is an old "acquaintance" sitting at one of the tables totally hoegaardened out of his wits. I kindly greet the long lost cohort, now vagabond. He responds in kindly by stumbling to his feet and proceeds to embrace my shoulder with a touch I would not even permit my aunt Gladys to pursue. Moral of the story, this guy was fucking gone. If I didn't know who he was from back in the days of yesteryear, it would simply be easy to mistake him for a skidrow tent pitcher. It's totally mind boggling what a few ***** can do to what was once a bright mind. Truely sad.
