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Him- the Great One
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Thoughts & Emotions When his goldfish died, and he had to flush it down the toilet,
he laughed.
When there was possum roadkill that cold Saturday morning,
he smiled and said, "It was meant to be."
When they screwed up his order at Burger King, and he was given a Junior Whopper with no mayo, even though he had ordered a regular with the works,
he voiced not a word of complaint, but sat and ate it anyway.
I admired him for this.
When the first girl he laid never called him back,
he shrugged it off as chance.
When the second girl he laid never called him back,
he claimed he'd expected it all along.
And the day his shoes got wet in the rain, and every time he took a step there was an embarassing squishy sound, and water seeped from the heels and dripped on the floor,
he danced and splattered and pretended to make art.
Too bad he's gone now.
I liked that guy.
