magical microbrew
Some people have all the luck. The only unexpected thing ever to come out of my faucet was a spider (sorry, Sheila!). I suppose there was some value in that since the freak-out dance I did directly after spotting the arachnid was quite funny... to everyone but me. I don't dig the bugs, you see. Nor the m-i-c-e.
Pardon all the links but I've got some new readers and I'm taking this opportunity to promote some old stuff. 'Cause I'm lazy and whorish like that.
Pardon all the links but I've got some new readers and I'm taking this opportunity to promote some old stuff. 'Cause I'm lazy and whorish like that.
Labels: apartment dwelling, booze




