I'm so desperate to have someone over to chat with, I think I'd even invite Charles Manson over. If he weren't already dead. Or maybe it would be a better visit that way.
What would we talk about, I wonder? Did you know he actually wrote a song that the Beach Boys recorded? But they changed the words and Mr. Manson got really mad. He gave Dennis Wilson, once a fan of Charles, a bullet to express his displeasure.
I'd definitely ask Mr. Manson about that, since questions like, "What do you think of the weather we're having" probably wouldn't interest a guy that has anger issues the size of the Big Bang.
Oh, and when Mr. Manson presented Mr. Wilson with the bullet, Mr. Wilson beat the crap out of Mr. Manson.
I'd do that too. After a nice conversation, I'd beat the crap out of Mr. Manson. But I wouldn't stop until he couldn't converse anymore.
Sigh. I miss having people over.
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