Great big hairy tent.

Why do I allow my mind to fill with these things? I feel f**king dreadful and that, to be fair, is not helping. At. All.

I've let myself down.

There's a beer called Pandemonium, made by a brewer I cannot recollect, which carries a complex taste of coffee and chocolate, and it is devastatingly nice, but f**k me that leave it's mark on a chap.

Posted By: Arizona Bay, Dec 10, 10:40:26