Yesterday I followed a a trail of foil scraps to the table. The tape dispenser was snickering up at me.
“Oh Søren…what’s this?”
“A weapon.”
Okay, I have to admit, Da Vinci would be proud.
Yesterday I followed a a trail of foil scraps to the table. The tape dispenser was snickering up at me.
“Oh Søren…what’s this?”
“A weapon.”
Okay, I have to admit, Da Vinci would be proud.