You ever herd if you walk far then enough you'll eventually walk in to yourself, well that was what happened too me .I then had had enough of both children and wife I had and wanted to get out,get out I cried to myself,get out . Not even knowing what I was doing I grabbed two things I cherished the most,my wallet and the last two cans of beer,I wasn't about to let her have it. She drank enough for both of us. But my children were a different matter mind you,and I had twenty four of them too.I then was a busy sexual thing weren't I .Mine you as I walked then away from everything I knew I was also cautious crossing the streets as drunk as I was I still kept both feet on the ground,not always pointed straight in fact but I hurried never looking back,I heard my wife nagging my children complaining and bitchy.
Suddenly as I walked I slowed down drinking my last beer I wondered where was everyone ? I was now just on the outskirts of the city,where the sign posted said what name of the city it was and the population, I can't go back and so I turned to where my house would be and gave it my best middle finger salute .I look in my wallet just enogh to get on a bus and head where? I do not know. The bus pulled then up I got on and paid the driver as I found my seat there were few passengers on the bus,but sitting in the back of the bus that was where I like to be,I noticed a odd fellow,a young lad about eighteen, I was now thirty two. He was also wearing an uniform, a Captain's uniform it look like. But the oddest thing was he look like me .end ?
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