an interlude of light relief
Well, if I don’t start laughing, I’ll never stop crying at this point. I’ve vented my spleen, I’ve had sleepless nights, I’ve been sickened and saddened to a degree I wasn’t aware was possible. I’ve raged against the machine to the best of my ability.
And so, faithful reader, I bring you an interlude of light relief:
the texas chainsaw massacre (as re-enacted in 30 seconds by cartoon bunnies)
“One eyed was laied against a man which had good eyes that he saw better than him. “I had gain, over said the one eyed; why I see you two eyes, and you not look me who one.”
ha. ha. ha.