All aboard! Ha ha ha ha ha ha haaaa! Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay,ay,ay... Crazy, but that's how it goes Millions of people living as foes Maybe it's not to late To learn how to live and forget how to hate Mental wounds not healing Life's a bitter shame I'm going off the contrails on a crazy plane
I passed a guy who'd set up a stand selling Trump stuff on the main highway in a town on my way to and from church. This is a big Trump area, but I've only seen a handful of signs and flags around here so far. There wasn't much business at these stands when I passed. I also stopped at this retail outlet. The one clerk is a big Trump fan but really doesn't have a reason for being so. She checked out the person in front of me and told them to make America great. She also was selling talking Trump keychains but it looked like only maybe a half-dozen had sold. The guy in front of me bought one and he hid it in his pocket at her suggestion. Weird.
I think exhausted might be a good way to describe it, too. He's like that buddy that you hang around with because he'll say or do anything, but, eventually, you grow up, get a job, have a family, and the last thing you want is being involved in a brawl every Friday night over a game of pool.
