Thursday, 17 April 2014

Machine gunning.

Anyone (as though I gave a rat's red arse about any Tom, Dick and Harry's opinion): "what's with the rabid blogging?"

A form of comm might grow stale, but new alphabets are discovered daily by he (or she) with the drive, with the quest and the imagination.

The kid's just getting warmed up, I'm not even revving up. (Typical male brag).

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