Some days my mind is as clear and logical as Euclid. Some days my mind
stays muddled all day like Bill O'Reilly. Some days I'm as bold as a
bull in a china shop---I'm ripping and roaring. Some days I'm too
tongue-tied to speak like a mute in a room full of blind people. Guess
what kind of day it's been so far.
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