Dear Wolf Marine,
There is this girl, I see her on the bus everyday and I finally decided to ask her out… she wears pleated wool skirts and argyle socks and her smile is just the sort of thing that makes you feel better for witnessing it: simply amazing. But, I am new to dating and [...]
The glass is half full and you take a sip. The flavors roll around on the tongue, spicy and dry and as it rolls around in the mouth, the tongue feels swollen in a way, as if one too many sour candies were consumed. She laughs and you smile, false warmth radiates across my face [...]
Poor old Ben, he was so angered at the vice of liquor that he published “ye olde list” aka the “Drinker’s Dictionary” in 1736. As follows.
The Drinker’s Dictionary
Nothing more like a Fool than a drunken Man.
Poor
Richard.
‘Tis an old Remark, that Vice always endeavours to assume the
Appearance of Virtue: Thus Covetousness calls itself Prudence;
Prodigality would be [...]
Dear Wolf Marine,
I love my job, but they gave me a very un-hip golf shirt (modern, teched out, etc) as a present… I don’t want to say “no”, because I really do have the greatest job in the world, what can I do?
Signed,
I-would-have-liked-a-hoody
This guy, this guy… like you always so hip. Whatever, whatever. The Wolf [...]
Dearest Mr Wolf Marine,
I pray that the day finds you well and that Gaia has blessed you with the most heavenly rays of morning. My name is Clarence Gladsley and I am quite the oenophile. To that end, I have a bit of a poseur for you. I recently purchased a fine bottle of Granacha [...]
Martin finished making his sandwich by neatly slicing it into two vaguely triangular shapes. It was a heavy, dense and darkly colored multi-grain affair with a rich, mahogany colored crust, offset by the almond white of Edam, baby spinach leaves poking out from under sun dried tomatoes whose wrinkly red-brown carcasses were blanketed in a [...]