

In North Ontario, the black flies want to know your next campsite location.
In North Ontario, the black flies want to know your next campsite location.
Those shareholders? Dentists. No love lost between them and the gamers.
Because the tooth fairy takes the teeth to protect the children from a kind of contagious magic where an evil Magic user curses the teeth, then the child is cursed; but once people are dead, they’re gone and what’s left? It’s just a bag of bones; there’s nothing local on this plane of existence to curse.
Curses do not cross the black sand. That is all.
It remains sad that in the world with enough artificial nitrate fertiliser to produce enough food for everyone in abundance and enough food in abundance to feed everyone in the west companies are still putting perfectly edible food into dumpsters and then covering them in motor oil to prevent freegans and dumpster divers while elsewere, famine still happens.
Save your tears today
You might need them tomorrow
Mine ran out too soon
Republicans work
Like tissue in a sandstorm
Grand old party my ass
The Stooles The Rolling Scones The Lure
Takes it up. Whoever takes it up. Justice in the next life, in this one there is only the law , and all men are equal before the law. Because Colt Firearms made them equal. Hammurabi in his grave is rising. Not to judge who is right, but who is left. So many lives broken by a broken straw of pressure on a sliver of metal pulled by an ignorant finger that should know better than to pull when someone is running away. We can’t sprinkle crack, drop a throwaway, and call it a day. Not now, not ever really, not any more.
We want peace. Piece by piece. Our land slips the dogs again. We say be aware. They say beware. We say be wary. They beg for war.