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I have completely lost the plot on the TV fridge story. I seem to have been reading this same story for hours but apparently it's only been 10 minutes. Times works different in purgatory I guess.

There was also some nut whose act consisted of standing on a chair, jumping straight up into the air and then diving and landing square on his head. Not on his hands, mind you; they were held tight to his sides. No, he would land smack on his goddamn head.

It was a short act but it certainly was a hell of an opener.
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It was like the flash that I have heard morphine addicts describe, a warm sensual blanket that comes after a cold, sick rejection.
I was hooked.
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An active homosexual is one who does the doing, and the passive is one who just lies back.
You'll never see this in an AAA driving manual, but that's the way it is.
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"I just wanted to shake the hand that patted the ass of Lana Turner"

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The Navy taught me a sterile sense of cleanliness, punctuality, and gave me the security of belonging. For the first time I was able to relate to my fellow man.

2/ doesn't hang up his clothes.

Lonesome people are a vast neglected segment of that mythical American Public the advertising men are always talking about. One mustn't assume that all lonely people are pensioners, old maids, and physically handicapped shut ins. There are lonesome young men who sit in the Greyhound Bus Station and there are secretaries who live in immaculate apartments that they wouldn't mind having messed up by some guy who doesn't

Wouldn't it be nice if all the people who are lonesome could live in one big dormitory, sleep in beds next to each other, talk, laugh, and keep the lights on as long as they want to?

Big big biiiig fan of wistfullness

Then, too, they were my mother and father-the mother and father I had always dreamed about- and I always had good company, which made me think about all the lonesome people who lived in furnished rooms with their container of milk or can of beer on the window ledge.