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Actually, he used a lot of Beatles songs. "Helter Skelter" was his name for the racial civil war he was trying to provoke. "Revolution #9" was purportedly what he thought the war would sound like. "Honey Pie" was supposed to be the Beatles telling him they were for the war, but were too "lazy" to start it. Etc.

Naw, that's a great bit of artistry - 'cept for the whole Manson Family thing.

No, the worst Beatles song is "Run For Your Life". Even John said so.

Broke down & mowed it. It was surprisingly dryer than I expected & no mushrooms like I usually get. Then I planted a butterfly bush in an area where I haven't been able to get grass to grow. Hope it survives.

And "Propane Accessories"? Or did you mean this?

Dunno, I mostly like doing it because it's one of the few ways I get any exercise. Now it's like taking my life in my hands, one of the neighbors whose property abuts my backyard bought a plastic pond 2 years ago and never did anything with it. It just collects scummy water & mosquitos infested with who knows what. If it weren't for Deep Woods Off, I'd probably be carried off by a bunch of them.

I'd mow the lawn... IF IT EVER STOPS FREAKIN' RAINING LONG ENOUGH FOR THE GRASS TO DRY OUT!!!

1974? I remember it like it was 18 moves ago.

I don't know about that, but "When you step on the brakes, your life is in your foot's hands." (Carlin)

Do you "feel so broke up"?

They're tired of the garbage on tv?

...and his sister, Amy Rica.

We had some twentysomethings move into the block of cubes across the aisle from where I'm at. The next day, somebody had written stuff on wall of the men's room stall. Now there's someone burning incense. I think the guy lights the stuff, then leaves the area, & comes back when it's done. Meanwhile, other people in that group are coughing & sneezing. Even he comes back & starts coughing. They also get pretty loud like they're at some kegger. Told my boss I couldn't work because of the noise & stench - I'm getting a cube with a window view because of it. Score!

I note you didn't say anything about stealing the beers from campers or fighting the cow.

"Oh well, reverend Morrison...in your policy...in your policy...(he open the drawer of the filing cabinet and takes out a shabby old sports jacket; he feels in the pocket and pulls out a crumbled dog-eared piece of paper then puts the coat back and shuts the filing cabinet)...here we are. It states quite clearly that no claim you make will be paid."

Nah - my backstory is better than that.

Maybe now you'll get out of the way, slowpoke! (I'm guessing that the mpg drops when you attempt to open up a passing lane)

I wasn't sure, since it's been a few decades - so I googled it for the spelling and got this (my bad) - https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Volgons

...and that darned Intergalactic Highway project of theirs. https://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/space/stories/massive-hole-milky-way-galaxy