06/02/2026
Incredible, isn’t it? One day you’re sneaking out of third story windows of St. Winnifred’s School for Boys with good knees and tight skin and the next you’re holding up paint swatches to your face because you want to match the shade of purple under your eyes for your powder room and your lumbago is acting up. You try to assure yourself that the crushing weight of banality is all in your head but you just got a message that your new kitchen knife sharpener that you ordered from Amazon had its delivery delayed to tomorrow and you sit alone in the dark and wonder: is God dead? Did we kill him? Anyway. EVERYTHINGS FINE SALE ENDS TODAY. Get your stuff!
Hoping this finds you before I do,
Uri (Prince of Nigeria)