someone out there loves you, and they care about you, and they're coming to look for you,.......they just can't find their keys to their car."
there's this guy that we know that lives(semi homeless), in the gas stations surplus soda room on the corner in hollywood. they pay him to clean up the lot and such, and my friend gives him food and stuff to help him. he thinks he is superman. no seriously, he thinks he is superman. he manufactures a solution to protect himself from kryptonite made from papaya juice and bud light, which he mixes in a cake pan and leaves to freeze in his little room.
one day, my buddy, who is the one who made the sex toy commercial, was outside his place and going through tough times, and the guy busts out the quote to him above. last night my buddy brings it up again in idle conversation, and i can't get it out of my head.
no idea why i cared enough to write it here, i just think its comical.
