A man walks up to a house and knocks on the door. On the door is a small placard that reads: ‘No Canvassers. No Junkmail. No Circulars’. He waits for a few moments, before hearing the heavy scrape of several deadbolts sliding through their casings, and the clunk of the door handle being turned. The […]
How Thick is My Arm?
I can handle sarcasm by the bucket load. In fact I revel in the linguistic nuances that allows the english language to be as ambiguous as it is, you can be as clever and playful as you like without giving anything away. English is a very psychological language in that regard, in that it requires […]
Diary of a Person Being Human 