From The New Yorker:
I was walking past a building and I saw a man standing high up on a ledge. “Jump! Jump!†I started yelling. What happened next would haunt me for the rest of my days: the man came down from the building and beat the living daylights out of me.
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I liked the one about holding your son in your arms. And then handing him back to his “father”.
Did you ever read his Deep Thoughts? They’re the greatest works of philosophy ever :)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Handey
I’m gonna check iTunes for this guys musings. Hopefully they’re on there.
Gary have you listened to the Mountain Goats by the way? Try “Nine Black Poppies” if you haven’t. It’s kinda lo fi indie pop fun :)