My Recollection My ding-a-ling. Scot-ish deer hound. Stringent usury laws. It was somewhere around the turn of the millennium and a friend of mine was labelling a 6-megabyte video file…
My Recollection My ding-a-ling. Scot-ish deer hound. Stringent usury laws. It was somewhere around the turn of the millennium and a friend of mine was labelling a 6-megabyte video file…
My Recollection. Oh, I hate having two heads. The ball is turning into a fat, bald guy. The turkey’s a little dry. Look, feeling boobs is neat and all but…
My Recollection Jewish people. I was just in the neighbourhood. A jazz musician I could understand. The thing about creation is that it’s boring. The results aren’t, the results are…
My Recollection Eeny meeny miney mo. Snort snort snort snort snort. Old lima beans and pumpkin mix. Shame is the new clay from which society is formed. As instinct can…
My Recollection Manhattan. Doogie Howser cameo. You killed me, Bart. If there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s don’t try to impress women. Impress them, by all means,…
A lot of the respect that monks get is undeserved. What? Any idiot can be zen if you take away every stress of the modern world. The truly at peace…
OI! SET YAR CLOCKS. In 7 hours @gabrielenguard and I shall be Sailing the Seas in search of Dugong! twitch.tv/keepetclassy
My Recollection Left-handed pinking shears. That didn’t hurt very much. Ooowaaah. It was when they all dropped to their knees and began hammering the riff to We Will Rock You…
Over the next few days I will be playing around with theming, php codes and more. The website may look functionally silly for the next few days. Thanks for your…