Bah. What a frickin’ long day.
I’m getting on a jet plane tomorrow afternoon. Got the place all packed up and all is ready to go, and you know what? I’m going to bed. Bed… bed…
I’m so exhausted.
Bah. What a frickin’ long day.
I’m getting on a jet plane tomorrow afternoon. Got the place all packed up and all is ready to go, and you know what? I’m going to bed. Bed… bed…
I’m so exhausted.
Unlock a steady stream of strange, sharp fiction from the Hurleverse that you can’t access anywhere else. New shorts monthly. Cancel anytime.