It seems every weirdo and freak has a reality show. Now I'm as big a freak as anyone- An old fat guy, with one leg, no bellybutton,depressed, anti-social, and with a love of prescription drugs so....
WHERE'S MY DAMN SHOW?
I spend hours entertaining Mrs. C, so why not those who would be my core audience- shut-ins and the mentally challenged?
I'm always doing stupid, err, funny stuff.
Likr yesterday I was at the wound care center, and they put me in the overflow room, with directions they would call on the phone when they had room.
Phone rings, I answer "Dominos Pizza."
I guess youse had to have been there.