And Lo, There Came A Great Cutting Of The Hair
The lockdown is easing. The salon beckons. In mere hours I shall once again be radiant and glorious.
You may rejoice by sharing links and bickering, as is the custom.
The lockdown is easing. The salon beckons. In mere hours I shall once again be radiant and glorious.
You may rejoice by sharing links and bickering, as is the custom.
(I have seen many news reports over the years documenting the spontaneous memorials to dead thugs, and the rage expressed by the thugs’ friends.)