May 5, 2009 | Diary |
in the winter months, a group of us gets together and plays poker. to say that it gets terribly competitive would be a bit of an understatement. there is a lot of name calling. there is a lot of shit talked too. last night we all made the massive trek out to...
May 1, 2009 | Diary |
Dear Little Floss, I am writing you this letter before you are even born. And you won’t even be able to read it for a good many years however it will be posted on the internet and at some time in your life, you might come across it. It is getting to the time...
