Man has scrabbled in the dirt all his life preparing a patch for growing food for his belly at the risk of losing everything he sprays the world for profit like a cat marking bounderies He keeps the starving out his field of dirt with scarecrows and blasts from his shotgun riding the stock market he counts his money.
I would like to meet with a victim of Alien abduction run naked down the road, singing, together eat chocolate without ever feeling sick and drink alcohol without my liver exploding all on our first date.