Musings of the Mad

Sort of Masonic, brother!
I'm going to tell your mother.
Oh she's a Mason too?
Oh what am I to do?

— Dream PhD (@PoisonIceCream1) May 1, 2025

I used to be a hobo who liked to ride on trains.
It offered little shelter except when it would rain.
My hobo partner Gerald would cook us roasted squirrel.
It didn't fill my belly but it impressed the girls.

— Dream PhD (@PoisonIceCream1) May 1, 2025