Who’s the one that makes you happy?
Or maybe, who’s the one always on your mind?
And who is the reason you’re livin’ for?
Who’s the reason for your smile?

And you’re the only one I’m thinkin’ of.
You mean the world to me.
You are my only!

I love you so much that I think I\’m going insane

Everyone needs somebody.
And you know, everybody needs someone.
Well, and yes it’s true!
Everybody needs a special kind of love,
And you’re the only one I’m thinkin’ of.
You mean the world to me.
You are my only.

I feel so lonely yet I know I’m not the only one
To carry on this way.
I love you so much I lose track of time,
Lose track of the days.

You’re the one that makes me happy. Oh yeah baby.
And you’re the one always on my mind. And a-yes it’s true.
You are my reason, my one and only that I’ve been livin’ for.

Wait. Who’s that guy just hanging at your pad?
He’s lookin’ kinda bummed.
Yeah you broke up that’s too bad.
I guess it’s fair if he always pays the rent
And he doesn’t get all bent
About sleepin’ on the couch when I’m there.

Cause I like you,
Yeah I like you.

And I feel wahoo, wahoo, wahoo!

Today I was at the LCBO waiting my turn in line to pay, clenching a half sack of Anchor Steam beer in each hand, when the cashier guy, looks my way and without any provocation, randomly asks me if I hade tried the Samuel Adams Octoberfest yet? I don’t know this guy, never seen him before, nor are the LCBO staff known to be a chatty bunch, so I was a bit surprised. Thing is I hadn’t, but during my previous visit at a different LCBO, I stared at it for a good couple of minutes, contemplating buying it, but didn’t. And, actually did the same today before once again choosing not to. So, when he asked (I guess because he saw me with a good quality beer, thinking I appreciate good beer), and started recommending it. I told him I had my eye on it. Didn’t take long for me to be convinced, I was excited about the prospects of trying it, plus I loved the beer-talk too … so I quickly ran back and grabbed a 6 pack of it as well. Now on to paying for everything … my second part of this story. A fews days ago, a friend of mine, someone I know, owed me $170. So he takes out money to pay, and he had this LCBO pre-paid gift card and asked me if I wanted it as part payment. He tells me it’s worth $60, but asks if I trust him that it actually has $60 on it? Fuck yeah I trust him, and fuck yeah I want it … why not? I mean it’s all money, and I go often enough and I’d thought it would be great not having to give real money for a change, kinda, make it seem like free booze, lol. So, he gives me the card, gives me $110 cash and wants me to understand if there’s a problem with it, he’d take care of it … and I know he would, this is a guy to be completely trusted. … without missing a beat and straight faced says to me, “if it’s not $60, next time you come I drop my pants, you fuck me up the ass”!! HAHAHA … motherfucker cracked me up!! Left the liquor store and driving home, I couldn’t stop fucking laughing … card was worth $56!! HAHAHA!!