Paralysis and me, man, we kick the shit and down spirits in a spritous fashion. Ask me my favorite cocktail and I’ll tell you it’s an adios motherfucker (AMF), for, well, tautological reasons.  Eh, it’s not being drunk on self-destruction; it’s just denying yourself, allowing yourself to drag through life in a ‘hemiplegia[c]’ fashion: at half-metaphorical-power, […]