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Thursday, August 19, 2010

If I were a beggar, I would want a steak.

I guess I'm starting this whole series of things that I think about that don't actually mean anything at all. That makes sense, right?

My parents always said this to me: "If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride."

I personally don't think that beggars/homeless people really want a fleet of horses. I think they probably want a house. Maybe some food. I guess they could eat the horses if they wanted.

This has been weighing on my mind lately.

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