(October 3, 2013 at 12:42 pm)LastPoet Wrote: I thought we were puffed into existence by the divine Tiberius!
Mmm, right... that would be our agreement on how that happened. Fucking contracts.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day