Are you that special person who - weary from trudging the endless superhighways - just longs to camp next to a glorious oasis of the mind? Do you desire to explore new frontiers, splash in shared ideas, fill your belly with the refreshing fruits of inspiration, and bask in the gentle rays of fond reflection?
Well, you can fuck right off. This, my friends, is not that place. This place is... The ShadowLands.
2 comments:
“It would save people from having to drive 200 metres or 600 metres or a kilometre to buy liquor,”
Drive 200 metres?
Do these people weigh 400 kilos as well?
Some of them, yes.
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