Drat. Brief T-Storm. That means I have to pay more taxes to the corrupt philandering Martin O'Malley. He's using spy satellites to assess my property even now. No really. It's not the paranoid delusion getting beamed through my Mad-Maxian colander headgear that makes me say that, he is actually using spy satellites. Rain.
Looking Up At Freezing From Below
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It's presently two degrees Fahrenheit in Indianapolis, up from zero
when I woke up. Tam and I shoveled the walks a couple of times yesterday
but they...
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1 comment:
This would be funny if it weren't so depressing.
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