My dad used to point at bugs on the windshield and say ‘Do you know what
the last thing going through that bug’s head was?’ And I’d play along and
say no and he’d say ‘His butt.’ Today just sort of feels like that.
My dad used to point at bugs on the windshield and say ‘Do you know what
the last thing going through that bug’s head was?’ And I’d play along and
say no and he’d say ‘His butt.’ Today just sort of feels like that.