I know they say bread and milk, but what they really mean is bread, milk, and beer.
February 9, 2013
January 25, 2013
Out of it steps our future, through this door
Enigmas, executioners and rules,
Her Majesty in a bad temper or
A red-nosed Fool who makes a fool of fools.
WH Auden
No snickering. It is fucking hard to ride a plastic horse when your legs only kind of bend at the hip and your waist is immobile.
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