Good Night and Go Fuck Yourself

I'm way too tired and my internet connection is far too spotty for me to actually put in the effort of writing a full post, which is liable to put cut short by any whim of the wireless gods. They are truly merciless and wrathful creatures. To tide you over, dear dedicated readers, here are some photos of a recent sandwich delight whipped up by the Refugee, that hateful and sorry asshole. He assured me that he'd get drunk tonight, as if I needed any assurance of that, and write something about sandwiches. This is the most you can expect of the Refugee, which is not enough for a normal human being, but we take what we can get from the Refugee, as long as its not infectious.