Why Fi?

I counted ten people in the Sri Narayan Rao Melgiri Library today. Well, nine, actually; because you can pretty much count Make Up Maiden and her Escort as one entity. I wish I was taught to say more politically incorrect things. I'd have so much more to say on this subject,then.

We are all going to be come psychopaths and serial killers. Maybe, She’ll get killed then. Sigh.

I beseech you’ll to not roost in your rooms. Come out. Flutter. Socialize. To drive that bald headed irritating man in the library crazy, if for nothing else.

For we cannot tarry here,
We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,
We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,
Pioneers! O Pioneers!

I'm too fucked up to upload the snap. Go away.