Man, it’s really hard to concentrate on writing my end of the world novel in the middle of this accelerating apocalypse
Fitness friends if you’ve been thinking of dropping a couple of grand on a cold plunge set up… don’t! Anytime you want during winter come around to my place. Slip me a lazy hunnert and I’ll let you jump in to my icy cold hell pool. And if you take a net and scoop out some leaves, I’ll make it 50.
Canavan glaring at the pump, because it won't drop lumps of frozen coal like the converted ice dispenser in his beer fridge. Bridgey, wondering if she should give Angus the atomic wedgie Canavan paid for with a fresh lump of freezer coal. Angus thinking, 'Fantastic, well done. Great job, Angus.'
