you say tomato, i say tomorrow

walden freeman

beware of the highway home! what will appear as a tunnel will be the reaper's hood; you've always been so easy to touch with outstretched arms.

and you forgave everybody for everything. minor infractions like genocide. major horrific travesties like jaywalking.

but! to the nay-sayers and all other equestrian with solitary horn: take them and blow them like you blew all your chances.

with outstretched arms.