Thou
Bluelighter
I think I'll drink ink octopus style and when someone upsets me I'll vomit Milton's Paradise Lost.
That'll show em'
That'll show em'
Either way I usually forget which day it is and lament the death of the tree I have to stare at.
I hope they dress up my corpse that fancy when they chop me down.
Do you get smashed at xmas?