It's like Conde Nast is just begging me to stick it to 'em.
I was once called the terror that quacks in the night.
Mortal enemies: commas, typos, bigotry, fascism, asymmetry, ultra-processed foods.
Call me: He/Him/Michael/Arrogant Jackass.
No particular order to any part of my life.
Follow me for clever tricks, miserable advice, and pedantic tomfoolery.
AVI: Poorly drawn beige duck on a white background with his eyebrows furrowed.
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