Have you ever heard someone complain about having too many friends?
Have you ever heard someone with a full calendar and little oxygen complain about having none?
Topsy was a flip flopper.
It was always one or the other.
Too many friends to fill up his free time or smiling faces he could only classify as people that he drank with.
Topsy was a crazy complainer.
Everything meant everything and it also meant nothing.
Topsy died alone.
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