I was peer-pressured into getting a tattoo in Ireland last month, but I resisted. And sadly I couldn't talk any of the yanks I was with to decorate themselves with a time-worn celtic symbol: the spud.
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"There's, another example. See, here I'm now sitting by myself, uh, er, talking to myself. That's, that's chaos."
"If you find you've got a dragon charging at you at thirty miles per hour snapping its teeth you can always drive it defensively through the covers"
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