Too many Bo's. I hate dogs. Biting me after the Kennedy assassination in 1964, they were. Who killed our cat, old school murder specialist C.I.A.? GINGER was the name. And no, I did not leave the gate open the night PEPPY died. But I did go to the police station high on drugs trying to find her. Getting to know Bill?
Mind scanning since 1978? Time for the "n-word," and I'm not talking about race. How's that CHUCK BERRY revolution going? Washing the POTUS car, instead? I saw 'ya! And...?
"Ask not what your chicken can do for you, ask whathe does when he's high on pot."