
I´m not trying to be or act like a Michael Moore wannabe! I´m actually born with a silver spoon in my mouth!
The thing is that a couple of years ago I met The Hen (Yeah, the Totem itself) who told me that it´s time to change the overcooked, cheaply produced macaronis in my brain to al dente cooked whole-wheat pasta! . . .
During this same meeting The Hen checked my "ticker" (which was in perfect shape) and reconnected the cables from my lookout tower to the cardiac organ.
(The Hen mumbled something about major plans)
Before our meeting was over The Hen said:
- It´s definitively not an easy task I´m giving you, because everyone has failed on this mission so far! (Shit!!!) Stay humble and keep your God given direction at any cost, otherwise. . .
(A BIG thanx to the "anonymous" editor-in-chief... :0)