Some mornings I wake up and feel like I could chase an intruder, catch him and beat the living hell out of him.

Others, I feel like I  would have trouble chasing Fred and Grady around the junkyard out there in Watts. 

Going to make coffee felt like it was uphill both ways.. Might as well throw in 8 inches of snow. 

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