As by the strength of their illusion
Shall draw him on to his confusion:
He shall spurn fate, scorn death, and bear
His hopes 'bove wisdom, grace and fear:
And you all know, security
Is mortals' chiefest enemy.
Have fun with that one you drunk fucknutÂ….
Jesus, what a classic fucking post. Right on the money, a mf'ing poem, and late night. Nice work smokey.
And oz, while it may be too early to thumb our nose at the Nic bitch, great work staying quit. Just don't put yourself in front of too many triggers.
I had a couple tonight, and honestly, if there was a tin in the house, I can't promise I would have been strong. That bitch is relentless and attacks when we least expect it. There are too many HOF posters that later post a day one for me (at day 6/7) to get fucking cocky.
I'm proud to be quit with you, oz (and smokey).
Fortes soli superant