PR people are pricey. I learned that the hard way running for mayor, filed at the last minute, didn’t have my shit together, didn’t really wanna be mayor.
My mother used to say nothing good happens after midnight, and I thought that was bullshit, because a lot of not good happens before it too.
I filed at 11:59 the night of the deadline.
Turns out I wasted my money on the PR people, mostly, because running for mayor as an ex-jock with a model wife and three DUIs between ‘em gets a lot of attention.
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