Monthly Archives: August 2015

Strike when the iron is hot

laruns
He walked the plank in the splendour of his blackbody radiation. Tempis fugit took a quantum leak in Puget sound. When he moved, he moved like a bachelor of kinesiology. If he talked, he sounded like a master in political science. After he farted, he smelled like a doctor of divinity. And all that that entails.