Box of “lentils” left on the floor by the hackspace back door. What.
Put it in the kitchen bin. :P https://t.co/cVHCoCACi2

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Box of “lentils” left on the floor by the hackspace back door. What.
Put it in the kitchen bin. :P https://t.co/cVHCoCACi2

Is that stale beer, sweat, pig shit or weed I can smell?
Train late. May not make my connection at Hackney Downs. Pissballs.
RT @colinmeloy: “‘It ain’t snacks I’m hungry for, Trevor.’ Ryan’s heart was beating wildly beneath the quilted flannel of his shirt.” #bundyeroticfanfic
RT @colinmeloy: “Jason pressed Jed against a rack of “Birds of Oregon” books; his breath was sweet with jerky. Somewhere, an egret cried” #bundyeroticfanfic