quilty

The spookiness aspect of even some small unexpected interaction or event worries me once in a while. I try not to think about the fine line between reasonably careful and paranoid.

Dear Sir,

How in the name of the Devil's socks did you manage to bend your feeble neurons around the single greatest name on the entire GODDAMN site. I am a bona fide, mad lover of nymphs, or "nymphets", as a writer that I recommend you at least try to read, once described them. I hereby claim that it is my birthright to be called "Quilty". Now I'm off to Elphinstone. Put down that shoe!