International Disturbed People's Day
Please send an encouraging message to a disturbed friend... just as I've done.
"I don't care if you lick windows,
take the special bus
or occasionally pee on yourself..
You hang in there sunshine,you're friggin' special"
Today's Messages:
Life is short,
Life is short,
Break the rules,
Forgive quickly,
Kiss slowly,
Love truly,
Laugh uncontrollably,
Regret nothing that makes you smile.
Every sixty seconds you spend angry, upset or mad, is a full minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance the dance...
2 comments:
We miss you mightily Monty Python, you were all truly disturbed.
Farah actually dated a friend of mine at UT in 1966...Tom Axelrad from New Orleans. Since I was the bass player for The Livin' Ends I got to watch her shake her booty from the bandstand.
Farah, Tom, Me and a multitude of disturbed people did the "gator" to Mitch Ryder and The Detroit Wheels. Usually, there was beer on the floor. Johnny Winter would pull an all-nighter, after hours somewhere down on 6th Street, or we would drive to Houston to catch James Brown at the Palladium on Dowling St. It was all so bizarre, and disturbing. All that fun with no guns or misogynistic hogwash. How bizarre, how bizarre.
Oh, Monty, we miss you guys. True Moo_Pigs before your time.
Hey, wow... wow,wow.
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