They lie, all the time!
They convince us…
Category Archive: Postaday
The train was chugging,
Barreling down the tracks…
The admiral sits in hell
comparing scars
It shone bright and warm,
Calling to me…
Why wasn’t the flu…
A little old lady,
Yelled at…
What do a caribou and a martini
have in common?
Dear A.C. Overlords…
You can’t always laugh…
An old stone alone,
When asked…
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