lucky i don’t have PAP soft toys

William Golding, author and monster, once “destroyed an acquaintance’s puppet of Bob Dylan, having mistaken it for Satan.”

oh dear

on the meidi-ya supermarket public address system at 3:19 pm today:

we found a lost boy. his name was kai…

he’s talking about me

Seneca (On the Shortness of Life):

How many are pale from constant pleasures!

oh dear

Xu Zongheng:

A man who doesn’t smoke, doesn’t drink and doesn’t take women to bed is a dead man.