Breakfast of Champions
There's nothing like grandma's apple pie for breakfast.
Pie: It's not just for dinner anymore.
Pie: It's not just for dinner anymore.
15 April 2005
About Me
- Name: The Fly
- Location: Van Diemen's Station, Old Dominion
The Fly is a twenty-seven year old curmudgeon. He's a devout Anglican, a dedicated conservative, a renaissance man in combat boots, and an unlikely connoisseur of feminine pulchritude. His writings are a cure for ignorance and boredom in a troubled world.
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- Death of a Bad Idea?
- Still Protecting the Hosers
- A Proper Burial
- The Genocidal Games
- Irony of the Year
- Bittersweet Dedication
- Mass Marriage? Mass Anullment!
- Korean Advert Wizards
- Fixin' What's Broke
- Multilateral Action
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