Labor Day

Like many others on Labor day I like to take this day off work to drink alittle bathtub gin.
Let me tell you I can keep my pigs free of the sickness with it.
Onces inebriated from the moonshine I’ll start murmring gibberish and mope around the house for a few.
Maybe think about the danger of pre-adolescent smoking.
Then I’ll turn to a game of whack-a-mole for some mental stimulation.
Often I dream of traveling to exotic lands, something like Easter Iland.
Then I could exasperte myself on whack-a- huge mysterious stone head.

Just remenber toothpaste is hypnotic and filled with antibiotics