Space Bar
My life as a space bar.
Its very lonely living out your whole life as a space bar. Success passes right over you on its way to prominence, wealth and recognition. Sometimes back space squeezes me out of some prime opportunities. Then they have the gaule to push my button again.
When your so tired in the morning that you brush your teeth with Ben Gay and spray your hair with Glade.
When more hair is in your comb than on your head.
