This can now be the Saint Olaf of Glasgow thread. Saint Olaf the patron saint of drunken postal poets and walkers in dog shit. A real postman wouldn't step in any.
I think it is true, that you sometimes come up somewhat ... well ... I dunno ... maybe clumsy? - no, that ain't the word. out of context / over the top? I really am not sure how to explain. over-sophisticated?
Actually baby, this is what I was saying about the whole situation, you got it backwards. I laugh more often than fear and self-important? Not so. I know my shortcomings.
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Paris is reading the Art of War, haha! Nice touch.
In order to be canonized you would have to be dead. I am not suggesting that. Beyond that we could only call you Blessed Olaf of Glasgow until they determine you have lived...well here see this Canonization. Of course for our sake here, we could make you a Saint of Bukowski dot Net. Saint Olaf of Glasgow the patron saint of shortcomings and laughing at fear. Do be a good sport about this, shall you?
Dying once is not enough for her. resurrection-then kill her again-resurrection-then kill her again. over and over again. It makes me smile, such a nice thought.
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