I woke up three nights ago yelling “HAIL SATAN! HAIL SATAN!” I don’t make stuff up. This is me, this is now, get used to it. Welcome to the apocalypse!
Happy Birthday Wes Cleaver. Today is your day, all day, forever. Nothing else more relevant to me.
Wow, this post is pleasant, my sister is analyzing these kinds of things, thus I
am going to tell her.
Cheers