I don’t know what got into me. Last week’s lack of updates, I mean. I’m getting slow in my old age, which is making it a little hard to remember things. That and I drink too much.
So it’s Easter, which means it’s socially acceptable to don my bunny costume in public, and get gooey. You know, with Creme Eggs. What were you thinking, I’d yiff that ape? Furry please.