Common nonsense
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Cryptic.
Whenever someone says cryptic, I think about tombs.
The big stony ones with cobwebs and angels.
I walk through graveyards a lot, anyway.
So I know what I'm talking about.
Do I?
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