Sometimes, late at night, as I lay in bed pondering my fate, I'm struck by an ominous, unanswerable question:
Clearly, I have too much time on my hands.
(thanks to Gerard Vlemmings for the link...)
Sometimes, late at night, as I lay in bed pondering my fate, I'm struck by an ominous, unanswerable question:
Clearly, I have too much time on my hands.
(thanks to Gerard Vlemmings for the link...)