By the time I was on my 5th dream, a good one where I'm going to kill Hitler in 1928 & make it look like an accident, saving the world from WWII, I was bumped-dialed by a person in the middle of the night. It sounded like it was someone calling from Asia, from a phone-booth in a radioactive centrifuge. Some people have no luck. Other fellas make luck like Rumpelstiltskin spinning sunshine out of gold. Both of these types are a menace to society. CM Evans Cartoons
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