Wednesday, July 02, 2014

In which our hero retires for the evening....

Two thoughts.

It is 3:18 AM and it is 80 degrees outside.  Either I am not holy enough, or entirely too holy.  You shouldn't get swampass at the Witching Hour.

I'm going to bed.  Do not wake me before 11 AM, unless Bea Arthur has risen from the grave, and has chokeslammed her way to the McMinn County Line.

Good night.


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