If it’s wrong to want to rule the world without Bon Jovi in it, well then maybe I’m not right. Okay, stop sniggering, it’s obvious that I’m not right. I haven’t been right since the incident with Jon Jovi, the brewery and my ex-wife but that’s a story for another day. Lately, things have gone from bad to Star Wars prequel. I used to collect my best intentions but lately I’ve nothing to collect. I’m neither funny, clever, amusing or at one with the knowledge of how magnets work. This makes me as useless as a duck face. I’ve started to pity myself but that’s only because nobody else will pity me. Self pity is the worse of the pities. I thought the world hated me with a passion until I was handed this book and somehow, like magic or something a magician would do, the world doesn’t seem like such a bad place anymore:
So do you just have Bon Jovi the man or the whole entire band? Does hearing the name Richie Sambora make your blood curdle?
I’m not even sure anymore. Jon Jovi himself has a lot to answer for but the combination of him and the other losers have caused more suffering to the world that the words of a Dan Brown novel .
Bill, as usual, the privilege of reading your amazing and hilarious bits of philosophical wisdom makes it worthwhile to me to have my latest post bumped down to the third spot. 😉
You’re far too kind but your post will never leave first spot as far as I’m concerned. 🙂
If there is one thing about you Bill Y , it is that you always look on the bright side of life. Just a sunshiney person and this proves it! 🙂
I do like sunshiney people alright which is funny because where I come from, we don’t get no sunshine!