VISIONARY STUFF
VISIONARY STUFF “Hi! There, I said, I’ve something for you”. “Out with it”. I gave him a copy of my work. I hinted that it was an article intended to tickle a rib or two, if not rib-tickling! I also instructed him to tell me it tickled his. I felt lonely. Very lonely. I began to journey up and down... Sign in to see full entry.