It’s just an weird day in ODD. There is no theme and no organized post. Not that I am the most organized person around, but this is even less organized than normal. So sit right back and enjoy a tale, a tale of something strange… Paraphrased from one of the greatest TV shows of all time, Gilligan’s Island. So which is it, Ginger or Mary Ann?
A Feast for Crows by: Avalantis
A peculiar virtue of French is that it enables you to say nothing more formidably than any other language I know.