Today on the Manilow Network, a poor, undeserving widow was unsuspectingly attacked by one of the predators from the old Barrynet. She accused this poor woman of being crazy because she got her inspiration for her poetry from looking at a picture of Barry.
I got to thinking...what is "crazy" and who gets to decide? Is it crazy to believe that Barry might actually inspire creativity? Is it crazy that he might, with a kind look, actually help you get through a time of grief? Is it crazy to believe that one of his hugs can take away a year of pain and despair in an instant? Is it crazy to believe that he somehow knows when someone needs to hear the words of a specific song like "I Know You're There"?
...or....is it crazy to ask for a wine glass that Barry drank out of and save the wine and the glass with his "lip prints" on it so you can look at it and "cherish" it forever?
You decide,
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