I was walking downtown on this particular night and happened to notice this frightening display. Is it a spigot of death? Half grave have faucet? Other ideas?
Very good at certain things (scrambled eggs), pretty good at other things (writing), could use serious improvement at still other things (sewing), and is darn lousy at the rest (sports).
I have also been described as a music encyclopedia (undeservedly).
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