Friday, June 24, 2011

My worst fears...

My worst fear is that one day I may be in a situation when I have to say, "I was young... I needed the money."


My worst fear is that someone will speak to me in french and I will reply in espaƱol. por que?


My worst fear is, If I eat a bagel, someone will drive by me and scream out the window, "Enough with the bagels... your ass looks like a truck!"


My worst fear is that one of these days I am going to wake up and look like Keith Richards.


My worst fear is that my neighbor will knock on my door at 8am. I told him I will never answer the door at 8am! EVER!


My worst fear is my next birthday.


My worst fear is that I am going to wake up and look like Keith Richards.


My worst fear is that I will not be able to buy my Malibu beach house or Manhattan brownstone before I retire. Retire??? What?


My worst fear is what's behind the shower curtain.

My worst fear is accidentally stepping on a cat hairball the minute I walk through the door.


My worst fear is cold season, for Nyquil gives me Nam flashbacks. (Do I watch too much Magnum PI?)


My worst fear is Willie Nelson's pound of weed.


My worst fear is that I will wake up and look like Keith Richards. (Did I already mention that?)


My worst fear is finding my next gig. (Obviously I am not working on that right now)


My worst fear is lack of tail.


My worst fear is the Apocalypse...

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