bloog

the blog lives on even though the man is no longer with us
he has departed to his quarters for the evening and stirred up nough trouble to reek a boat crew of its own fateful reckage


why do we bond you ask?
well it's a simple alternative to whale hunting
hell, ask melville about it
bastard would tell you about it in 900 pages
and then finally get to the hunt itself


poor swine liar
he never harpooned anything except his wife
she was a prize fighter too
knocked out his front teeth with her left hook
she was a whale of a figher
anyways


the day is dim and the night is jung
i wish you adieu for now for i may check in later on to make you feel all warm and fuzzy


and smile will get longer


entirely yours,


GwK