courtesy of john snell
May 26, 2009
one of my favorite signs of all time. it hangs in his bathroom over his toilet, not far from a faded pink bottle of mr. bubbles. not sure what it means or where he got it, but each time i saw it, i paused. i stood there, on his “nice underwear!” bath rug, and asked myself if i was doing enough in life, if i should get up, hit the floor and dance a little more.
