I Struggle for My Sanity

I struggle for my sanity on a daily basis.

Washing Plastic Cockroaches

 

My brother found some plastic cockroaches at a rummage sale. He put them on the kitchen sink as a sight-gag or fright-gag that’s good for about two seconds. They’re still sitting there.

This is a dusty old house – so when I wash the dishes I occasionally find myself giving those cockroaches a bath.

Washing cockroaches is not my idea of sanity, ya know?

Lord, Help Me!

I struggle for my sanity every single day.

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About The Twentieth Man

Age 66
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