Laugh All The Way From The Crib To The Grave

What does it matter how you talk, drink or fuck if you’re having a time? We were mastering absurdity before Camus was even a glimmer in his father’s eye.¬†Life is not meant to be a journey to the grave with the¬†intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used and abused, totally worn out, and loudly screaming: Fuck Ya, What a Ride!