December 23, 2008 in Wordsmoker Ashtrology
Happy Holidays, my little unprecognitive ones. I bring you good tidings from a great goy that shall see through all peep-holes.
As winter and recession loom large we look to haiku as our inspiration for power through economy.
No need to worry if your presents are sparse, as long as there’s a future, I know you’ll kick arse.