Something 4 The Weekend # 251
This is the 1300th post here at HOT POOP.
It took about seven years. POT HOOP.
Of course, lately the best you get is fortunes on Tuesdays, and maybe an MP3 for the weekend about 50-60% of the time. TOP POOH.
What was the point of all this? What is the point? POP HOOT.
A barren, windy intellect in a cold and lonely place. I've come so far over these seven years, to arrive at a place so fucking distant from where I intended all this to go. HOP POOT.
Where do I go from here? How do I get back?