All right, here’s the new post. All is quiet on the Western front… And it’s getting late I should stop I need to get up early tomorrow! So, however, brief it is but it’s really less December oh how well I do remember well walking down the street with manly pride, I fell into a gutter, and I say, leave it there all asunder, a woman passing by had the nerve to say. “Sign you can tell the man who, poses by the company he chooses! “Closed, and the pig got up and slowly walked away.