I feel like I weigh a million tons.
No socks + lots of walking + slightly too loose cheap shoes = bad news.
Where's my beer?
No socks + lots of walking + slightly too loose cheap shoes = bad news.
Where's my beer?
I rant and whine, bitch and moan, and every now and then say something clever. Mostly I just regurgitate what my jaded brain is churning around. Enjoy.
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