Sartorial Elegance can kiss my ass.

Yes, my socks are odd but so are my eyeballs. Get over it.

Time to remember my old phone.

I’ve had my mobile for 18 months now. What a reliable sturdy companion he turned out to be. Getting me out of trouble when I needed help, entertaining me when I was bored, getting me up for work on time not to mention capturing thousands of sights all over the world, my phone literally has been every where with me and even to Paris by himself.

But the upgrade was due, and so I, myself, sent for the shotgun. The first sign of weakness and I would kill him myself. There’s no time for sentiment or lame dogs. SLVR needs to be gotten rid of, but first I need his memory.