when i grow up and figure out how to be cool,... i'm changing my name to Jack Ryan James and traveling the world,...and facebook,... you'll wish you knew me. and that i had time for you,... and you'll be like "Hey, Jack, remember me?" and i'll be all cool,... and without even making eye contact,... take a drag off my non cancer causing Camel cigarette and say,... "You don't know Jack".
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It reminds me of that thing you wrote a million years ago when I worked for that newspaper in Hillsborough ... something about how work was a waste of time.
My editor read it ... and I think he quit his job soon after.
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