Twelve O’Clock Antics

And so, it hits midday…

…To celebrate, I took a hook that had unscrewed itself from an old wooden coathanger and jammed it into a big white eraser sitting on my desk.

Good.

Now I have another 23 hours and 59 minutes to think of my options for noon tomorrow.

– Scott “Nihilistic Fuck” Sandwich

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