So in this year's race, I intend to liven things up by running on an individually interesting platform. When Pagliacci tried to take over the fish-thrower union in Pike Meat Market, I stood up against them. Take the next exit, it'll get you there in half the time, and that's where my dentist lives. Then he welcomes you into his home, where there's a nice fire and cocoa being served. Then he tucks you in, and gives you a small kiss on the forehead.
Life is like that.
My fingernails look long. A hairbrush is all this city needs, and you and you need. And that's what I'm trying to show you about.