This is why I’ll boondock until its completely illegal. Then if they don’t force me into the gray pod then I’m going feral hobo until I die in a fight with a racoon over some berries.
I’m going feral hobo until I die in a fight with a racoon over some berries.
Stop, my brother! We are not enemies! There is enough berry for all, if we but put down our differences and turn our attention to the dreaded hording bourgeois!
This is why I’ll boondock until its completely illegal. Then if they don’t force me into the gray pod then I’m going feral hobo until I die in a fight with a racoon over some berries.
Stop, my brother! We are not enemies! There is enough berry for all, if we but put down our differences and turn our attention to the dreaded hording bourgeois!