BLOTTO AND STUCK. UNLESS YOU'RE GIVING ME BOOZE, FUCK OFF.
THIS IS THE WORST DRUNK POST EVER. DAMN CAPSLOCKDOWN.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Friday, April 12, 2013
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Friday, April 5, 2013
It's taken decades, but I think I'm beginning to get why some, many, most, who knows, prefer clinical cold to that gummiest of monkey wrenches one finds jamming up the circulatory warp and weft so often that of course it was built that way, it's just that I really hate math. Where's that confounded bridge?
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Family, religion, friendship. These are the three demons you must slay if you wish to succeed in blah.
I'm sure I've played this a dozen times last week, so here's a dozen and one butchering the baker's count for making candles von too tree ha ha ha make sure they're weird. On second synapse, monkey's tired of dancing. Always tired.
Ergo, stop hanging around and go frolic in the street.