Friday, March 09, 2012


I feel so bad that my attempts at irony are misconstrued or missed altogether. I fear I have taken subtlety too far. Yet, that cannot be possible. Otherwise, why would all this flak be flying past my ears?

Let it go? Never. I shake a thing, with my teeth in its neck, until it is dead.

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