Sometimes I feel strong, like I might be able to survive in a jungle all by myself.  Away from the world.  Of course I would need to be with my friends.  And we would need some peanut butter.  And some beer.  And some scotch.  And some chicks.  And some jacuzzis.  And some dip.  And some Backwood cigars.  And some mac-n-cheese.  And some guacamole.  And some chips to dip in the guac.  And some limes.  And some Coronas.  And a sushi bar.  And some saki.  And some Arrested Development.  And a dvd player.  And some plasma tv's.  And some swim trunks.  A some sunscreen.  And some dumbells.  And a lat pull down machine.  And an incline bench.  And  beds.   And some pillows.  And some shoes.  And some credit cards.  And some clubs.  And some go-go dancers.  And some monkeys.

  

It would be good to get away for awhile.