Seems the local tradition is to stick your face in the door and hope it doesn't smush your cheeks together on the back swing. So in keeping with that I present to you all the glorious presence that is me.
And it really aint all that much to look at. Like, really. If a platypus were to mate with a chimera and their offspring were to somehow mate with Steve Buscemi, the atrocity that would spawn from that pairing would take one walleyed look at me and go, "...eh, s'alright."
It ain't purdy but it's sturdy. Take it or leave it. But if you do leave it kindly throw a tarp over it on the way out. It gets cold at night here.
And it really aint all that much to look at. Like, really. If a platypus were to mate with a chimera and their offspring were to somehow mate with Steve Buscemi, the atrocity that would spawn from that pairing would take one walleyed look at me and go, "...eh, s'alright."
It ain't purdy but it's sturdy. Take it or leave it. But if you do leave it kindly throw a tarp over it on the way out. It gets cold at night here.