
No, man, really.
There's no excuse for this. Seriously. Some of us have to read Pooh books to our kids, for cryin' in the sink. How can I do that now with this in my head? Where's that crochet hook, so I can use it to PUT OUT MY EYES!
Welcome to my little exercise in circumlocution.
Want to tell me privately that you hate what I just wrote? Fine, be that way. Write me at geosuck@gmail.com.
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