Friday is lie-day
It's late afternoon, it's beautiful out here in the Bay Area. Probably no one's checking their flist.
But I used to do lie-day all the time. I think now's a good time to bring it back. Besides, I'm pissed off at my day job, and grinding my molars in frustration.
So, Gentle Reader, lie to me. Tell me:
That call you vaguely remember making at 2 AM to me. With the garbled, slightly sinister warning.
What was it again?
But I used to do lie-day all the time. I think now's a good time to bring it back. Besides, I'm pissed off at my day job, and grinding my molars in frustration.
So, Gentle Reader, lie to me. Tell me:
That call you vaguely remember making at 2 AM to me. With the garbled, slightly sinister warning.
What was it again?