The annual madness that we refer to as “The Holidays” is here. Endure, my friends, endure.
In the meantime:
That time of year
The annual madness that we refer to as “The Holidays” is here. Endure, my friends, endure.
In the meantime:
Happy Holidays to all !
I like spam. I’ve always liked spam. When I was a boy, my mother always told me “Son, always be kind to spam, for it is the ultimate goal of all humans to be spammers of spam.” I’d like to think I have lived up to her expectations. She died from a spam accident when her grocery cart exploded on the spam aisle at the Sav-A-Center at the strip mall just outside of town. Try as they might, the rescue squad couldn’t save the spam. It was a sad day.
I have been browsing online greater than three hours nowadays, yet I by no means
discovered any fascinating article like yours. That doesn’t make one god damned bit of sense, does it?
I suck. And not just a little. I suck HARD.
It’s hard adjust a habit if your teen’s behaviour is not reliable.
You are in the business to invest capital and provide a return on that investment.
Now this is how you write spam. I also fuck sheep when I have an audience.