We all worry about me and I’m no different. It’s not easy being everywhere and always right. What I said on that Wednesday night in 1997 was gospel, and it’s only now that the good people are seeing it as fact Sometimes I wish there was two Bill Y’s although the world is probably not ready for that yet. I know I’m my own person, with my own way of doing things but why do people always look at me as if I’m different:
And why was there a camera in the men’s room?
I could also ask why there was a guy in clown makeup in the men’s room, but someone is bound to answer, “He had to go.”
It’s modern technology gone mad I tells ye!
Who took that picture?
I’m not sure but the clown dude in the middle is scary!