hello hello! after last nights debacle with frying chicken i was worried that i might have to hang up my spatula and give up cooking altogether. but tonight i may have redeemed myself with the remaining better batter dipped bird of potential sustenance. mmmmMmmmm. that was some tasty chicken. super crispy skin with all sorts of herbs and spices.

too bad you can not have any.


ps why the fuck can i not use the apostrophe? every time i hit it a little "find text" window pops up at the bottom of my screen?

what sort of voodoo is this?

malarky



also...i'm reading The Man Who Japed

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W.A.S.T.E said…
No new sandman comics ... a few spinoffs he wrote, but those are rather old too, i think. Pick up 1602 if you haven't. It's a neat and short comic that he did.
11:34 PM
Mr Anigans said…
thanks kindly.

been meaning to take a look at it. just found out about it a few weeks ago and then suddenly i ran into someone that i didn't mean to.
9:49 PM
Number Mouth said…
you will like w.a.s.t.e...me and kris do.
2:37 PM
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