I'm changing to a wordpress website. It's called "Pink Stinks." I'll be blogging there from now on.
It's still a work in progress, but here's the first post.
Pink Stinks.
I won Satan's lottery: Stage 3, Grade 3, Triple Negative Breast Cancer. Diagnosed spring 2016. Chesty Puller was a legendary. I am not. I'm permanently asymmetrical and have never been a marine. But badassery need not be confined to guns. Hit it.
Saturday, May 26, 2018
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