Tuesday, 29 March 2011
General McArthur's personal sawbones had reattached my feets to ma knees and prescribed enough antibiotics to cure the French army's clap
Man, that is one popped-looking collar...
82 pages in the bag, just 28 to go, and I'm gonna have to pull some all-nighters somewhere down the line, I think.
Because your Tuesday may not be depressing enough:
3/29/2011 09:33:00 pm
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