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As a kid, I imagined lots of different scenarios for my life. I would be an astronaut. Maybe a cartoonist. A famous explorer or rock star. Never once did I see myself standing under the window of a house belonging to some druggie named Carbine, waiting for his yard gnome to steal his stash so I could get a cab back to a cheap motel where my friend, a neurotic, death-obsessed dwarf, was waiting for me so we could get on the road to an undefined place and a mysterious Dr. X, who would cure me of mad cow disease and stop a band of dark energy from destroying the universe.
Topics
- Different
- Kids
- House
- Rock Star
- Obsessed
- Stealing
- Dark
- Mad
- Waiting
- Energy
- Neurotic
- Mysterious
- Window
- Cartoonist
- Astronaut
- Cab
- Gnome
- Undefined
- Universe
- Belonging
- Band
- Cows
- Cures
- Destroying
- Disease
- Drs
- Dwarves
- Explorers
- Motels
- Rocks
- Standing
- Stars
- Would Be
- Yards
- Druggies
- Dwarfs
- My Friends
- Scenarios
- Dark Energy
- Mad Cow Disease
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