Re: All I Got Left is My THREAD BOMBS!
Imagine what the future we're living would have been like if designed by drunks!
Now see it: text on your phone, fax-machines, phone-booths with cordless receivers on golf courses...
Plenty more drunken future visions here
They plan beyond tomorrow because tomorrow they will be hungover.
I am an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, stuffed with wild mushrooms, and served on a bed of fresh greens.