Nae Queen! Nae Laird! Nae Master!
I willna' be fooled again!
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Nothing... and I mean NOTHING... motivates the urge to carry in firewood like the sound of the oil furnace blasting into life, as it burns pure shredded cash with incredible abandon. The reason our oil tank is located deep in a stone basement is so it can be defended from thieves, robbers, sneak thieves, as the value of the fuel oil inside it exceeds my entire bank account at this moment.