Paint Chips

On many occasions in my life, I've been on the receiving end of this question: "Did you eat paint chips as a kid?"

I think it's because I think differently than some and inquire about what others ignore. I'd liken my thought process to a Peter Griffin television tangent.

So, here are my paint chips: the pointless ponderings and useless observations that keep me counting sheep at night.

Thanks for checking in.
— Anthony Trimpe

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Sun Dec 7

The middle finger just isn’t getting the job done these days. And your futile attempts and screaming profanities fall on deaf ears between two panes of glass and whirling speedway winds.

So get your rage out on the road with these.

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