In the end, what is oblivion anyways? What is existence? In what way is anything meaningful? If brewing imperial stouts with obscene amounts of malts can be considered meaningful, then at least we have that going for us.
In the end, what is oblivion anyways? What is existence? In what way is anything meaningful? If brewing imperial stouts with obscene amounts of malts can be considered meaningful, then at least we have that going for us.