Okay, so they’re storming the castle, and the defenders are pouring hot…. oil?…. and there’s a drunk guy…. and he wants a cold…. oil?……

You know, sometimes, I look back at these scratchings made ten or more years ago, and I think “Wow, I could have made something of myself, if I’d just pushed at it. I can see where it all could have fit together.” And sometimes, well…… this.

No. I have no idea what I was thinking. I really, really don’t.



” ‘Ave you got a cold one?”


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