Sensible Hipster Standing on Curb in Urban Wilderness

“He calls himself the lucky stiff.”

I had to discard the onion because it started to rot. Between sightseeing and sleeping I’m trying to learn Ruby – the language is about as ugly as a weekend for two in Bytom. It’s like you took Perl and installed chainsaw-armed bears at the front, and then set the bears on fire. I think I like it.

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