GrumpyGregry
Here for rides.
All that glisters is not gold; Often have you heard that told: Many a man his life hath sold But my outside to behold: Gilded tombs do worms enfold. Had you been as wise as bold, Young in limbs, in judgement old Your answer had not been inscroll'd Fare you well, your suit is cold.
My name isn't Greg, btw, but that is what people call me even if I tell them otherwise so I decided to roll with it many years ago.
My name isn't Greg, btw, but that is what people call me even if I tell them otherwise so I decided to roll with it many years ago.


