Just a queer transguy living the life with some fava beans and I nice chianti
An inflatable lawn tent. Imagine laying in this while it’s raining.
but imagine, you are sitting all alone in this thing with a cat or something, and suddenly a bomb comes and the world is literally destroyed. But for some reason, your bubble isn’t. So then radioactive zombies and stuff and it’s just a cat, you, and your bubble against a million zombies.
In 1944 a children’s book club sent a volume about penguins to a 10-year-old girl, enclosing a card seeking her opinion.
She wrote, “This book gives me more information about penguins than I care to have.”
American diplomat Hugh Gibson called it the finest piece of literary criticism he had ever read.