My Enemies Have COVID

And the high road is for losers.

Back in my “run-around years,” I used to have a lot of friends. Some people equate talking every day with being friends while people like me understand that awful thing called “life on Earth” gets in the way of solving all of society’s problems while drinking tequila and doing cocaine until 7 a.m.

Not that I blame them. Judging by Instagram, having a bea…