Creepin’ ‘round inside us all’s a man called Mr. Browse. His goal, you see, is for you and me to laze about like we’re cows. He’ll wait till you’ve got work to do and say, “Hey! Look over here!” But internet, you’d better bet, it’s best to not go near. ‘Cause if you do, he’ll smile at you and think, “Hey! I’ve got a rube!” … Continue reading MR. BROWSE