Burner of Toast
Spinner of poi
Slacker of enormous magnitude
"...We don't stop playing because we get old, we get old because we stop playing......."
I honour you as an aspect of myself..
You are never to old to storm a bouncey castle..
Come faeries, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame.
- W B Yeats
Is it the Truth?
Is it Fair to all concerned?
Will it build Goodwill and Better Friendships?
Will it be Beneficial to all concerned?
Im in a lonely battle with the world with a fish to match the chip on my shoulder. Gnu in Binnu in a cnu
I love the smell of burnt hair & kerosene in the morning.