Rubber Rings: Darkness falls across the land, the... →
rubberrings: Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand. Creatures crawl in search of blood, to terrorize y’all’s neighborhood. And whosoever shall be found without the soul for getting down must stand and face the hounds of hell and rot inside a corpse’s shell… The foulest stench…
My car. My Fortress of Solitude. In my car, I’m alone with my thoughts.
It’s unbelievable how slow this work day has gone.