As the night moves on and the boys leave their dates on the doorstep with a kiss, ol Larry starts to ponder on the meaning of Mother Nature. It's been a hell of a time these last few weeks, with hell fires burning and floods raging and scenes of desperate and ravaged people asking questions of why me? I have no answer. I guess it's just the way things are and the way things will always be. I mean, looking to God for reason is as useless as looking to Macquarie Bank, a place I should add where the Devil resides. If all affected people could feel a collective heart beat resonating from all Australians, it would say we're here to help. Then again, hell, I don't know. Here's Gangajang
