GPOYW
It was 1978. I was a circus strongman. I was dating Patti Smith and working the door at CBGB’s. I was rocking the red tights before American Apparel even existed. I could count to one thousand. I had three ways with the Statue of Liberty and the mechanical shark from Jaws. I drank chocolate milk by the truckload. Johnny Cash made up stories on the Tonight Show about how we were best buds. People in my running crew frequently pissed themselves. I invented the robot that invented Debbie Harry. 1978 was awesome. It was all downhill after that.