Aging has a natural way of slowly robbing one of life’s most enjoyable built-in indulgences.

Not serious. I chose to not attend U of Mississippi and follow in the family tradition & practice of law. It was ingrained that path was to be my fate. I would have had many guides keeping on track and in line.

Instead, I bucked the normal trend and decided to educate myself by jumping on the last several years of Grateful Dead tours. When that came to an end I was studying sound engineering in Vermont. It was then that this local band named Phish picked up the slack for all the disenfranchised tour heads.

I am not serious most of the time. I did not become an attorney nor are there any plans in the future to do so.

I’ll just wave my boner. I sure wish I could practice law in New Orleans. One thing kept me from passing the bar exam in the state of Mississippi. That thing is integrity.

My brother in Christ should receive a legitimate offer compensation for this little fuck up. I would be willing to take this case, waive my fee & work pro boner on this case of gross incompetence. I swear, those ice fucks have 2 brain cells & they’re both fighting for third place.