Sometimes your energy is gone. Lack of sleep. Collapsing after the pressures of business and working with morons. Tired from the troubling news about jihadists attacks on our shores that deluges our once great country. Burned out by the sequester talk. Fatigued from loading the car and boat. Thousands of casts. The long drive. All the wind, sun and oxygen. Too pooped to poop. Or is it to pop?
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