I cried because I had no shoes. But then I met these old guys in the park last night and we all had such a time drinking cheap wine that I forgot all about not having any shoes. In fact, this morning I woke up wearing somebody's shoes. Then I noticed all my other clothes were missing. So now, not only am I crying but I'm shaking like a dog trying to pass a peach seed, and trying to cover up with a newspaper.
