Saint, Elsewhere


My mind is elsewhere, kids. My attention turned to other pursuits. But fret not, I shall return tomorrow with tender vitriol. Or maybe a heart-warming holiday story about a young boy and his pet rabbit.
Have a great Friday night. Don’t get too drunk. (And if you’re “legal”, you’re too old for that shit anyway. And if you’re not, well, knock it off. It’s not cute.)