Yesterday was William S. Burroughs birthday, born in 1914, he has since died. But his birthday should not go unnoticed. I'm sorry I forgot it William. I think the mugwumps put something in this nasty crappy coffee and rolled me. You know how those mugwumps get when you're in a situation and can't get your vodka and sody pop Bill.
An interview with the great William S. Burroughs can be found at this link to The Paris Review.
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