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Just a bit more cranky and cantankerous midlife crisis angst moodily scribbled and scrawled on scratch pads on one of those days, where depression bites so deep, and hangs onto you like an invisible, psychic vampire bat, or perhaps a chupacabra, that everything just sucks...
All you can do is sit and stew and grumble too that it's just Universal Suckage... Everything just sucks! And that's when the ghost of my departed, Greatest Generation, Great Depression/WWII/Korea Grandma clears her throat from somewhere off in the corner, and sighs, clear as day, as your ashamed ten-year-old self will always it: "Lord, Love a duck!"
(there also, might just be a little bit of bitter humour in this, too. :P )
Just a bit more cranky and cantankerous midlife crisis angst moodily scribbled and scrawled on scratch pads on one of those days, where depression bites so deep, and hangs onto you like an invisible, psychic vampire bat, or perhaps a chupacabra, that everything just sucks...
All you can do is sit and stew and grumble too that it's just Universal Suckage... Everything just sucks! And that's when the ghost of my departed, Greatest Generation, Great Depression/WWII/Korea Grandma clears her throat from somewhere off in the corner, and sighs, clear as day, as your ashamed ten-year-old self will always it: "Lord, Love a duck!"
(there also, might just be a little bit of bitter humour in this, too. :P )
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