Fat old retired nobody, blathering into the abyss.
Monday, March 23, 2020
Flupocolypse, day 9
Kind of a handy time to have a flock of yard-birds. They take scraps and leftovers, and convert them into fresh tasty eggs.
In a couple weeks, they could be worth their weight in gold.... or toilet paper.
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