It has recently come to my attention that "blogging" is not, as I previously believed, a British word for making out. This comes as good news, because now I can blog to my heart's content without contracting mono.
A man of great distinction, prone to swapping desserts in the place of meals, stuck in an era he was never part of in the first place, a tall drink of water, sticks out like a sore thumb, tries really hard not to laugh at bathroom humor but fails.
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