crapped on by a bird - again
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Vancouver, 2002.02.16
Wuh, it happened again - crapped on by a bird. Maybe now my luck will turn around.
twenty-eight years and a million words
Wuh, it happened again - crapped on by a bird. Maybe now my luck will turn around.
Better to be judged by 12 than carried by six.
—anon