"Poor me," thought the self-pitying man, cleaning his teapot with a sponge. "Pour me," thought the teapot. "Porous," thought the sponge.
Ryan Mercer's thoughts, mostly random musings, spanning form 2001 to present. Freemason, geek, nutter, Whovian, 8-bit Atari enthusiast, SciFi fan.
"Poor me," thought the self-pitying man, cleaning his teapot with a sponge. "Pour me," thought the teapot. "Porous," thought the sponge.