Sunday, March 9, 2025

Rooftop Musings

I find refuge on rooftops, where even the air glances at the world's chaos and said, 'Nope, not my problem.' They say zombies don’t climb, but my bat and I aren’t in the business of blind trust. After all, my IQ is for solving problems, not for being the secret ingredient in zombie stew.

Ready for a laid-back day—strolling, philosophical banter with my partners in crime, and fries to keep the brain cells from going on strike. Overthinking? Not today, Satan.
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