dog food. So, the garbage can looked good to you. But now look where
it got you. In Jail. Your Aunt Martha was right all along. At every
family reunion, Martha was the one who always said you'd "end up
in prison or dead by 40." Gosh, you hate it when Aunt Martha is
right! OK, back to the story... So, I'm in my jail cell and
contemplating my defense when the guard says I have a visitor. I
brush the hair back off my forehead, attempting to clean myself up a
bit, when I lok up to see none other than