Not back, avenge death.
I'm about to brave the Thanksgiving-eve crowd at the Berkeley Bowl. If I don't return you'll likely find my trampled body near the persimmons, clutching the last bunch of sage in my cold, dead hand.
= The Golden Ratio? = Main = Happy Thanksgiving! =
I'm about to brave the Thanksgiving-eve crowd at the Berkeley Bowl. If I don't return you'll likely find my trampled body near the persimmons, clutching the last bunch of sage in my cold, dead hand.