crapped on again (yes again)
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2018.08.12
While fishing, it happened again. One of these days, I expect some luck to come my way.
twenty-seven years and one million words
While fishing, it happened again. One of these days, I expect some luck to come my way.
The right to bear arms is slightly less ludicrous than the right to arm bears.
—Chris Addison