“The year was changing from 22 to 23. I sat upon this very bar, listening to a song about me. Rather fitting I thought, since I'm drunk and there not. I go out the back door to puff upon a smoke. Then when I returned inside, the people were all different, not one the same. This is no joke. Stricken by wonder, perhaps fear was emotion I was under. Yet, the song played through, and everyone knew, My Niece, I TELL YOU! was up to some tricks, for me I says boo. A high 5, clap of thunder. Then I knew.“
“The year was changing from 22 to 23. I sat upon this very bar, listening to a song about me. Rather fitting I thought, since I'm drunk and there not. I go out the back door to puff upon a smoke. Then when I returned inside, the people were all different, not one the same. This is no joke. Stricken by wonder, perhaps fear was emotion I was under. Yet, the song played through, and everyone knew, My Niece, I TELL YOU! was up to some tricks, for me I says boo. A high 5, clap of thunder. Then I knew.“