What a Race!

In another sector of this universe, Life once said, “Don’t make me laugh.”  And a Man said, “Where would I start?”

A Man can in no wise rightly think or speak of any form of “freedom” until he does not like, or dislike, any reflections of the Forces.

Remember that real dumb City feller I mentioned?  Turns out he’s got a trusty uncle who thought the Hippocratic Oak was a boorish physician.

If you run only undesignated races, and always for the first time, sight unseen, at least you’ll never know if you won, lost, or even completed the sucker.  What a race, what a race.

Hey, the less said about This, the better.

J.