A man of very little substance.
The last time I saw California atmosphere (around March Air Force Base) it wasn’t fit to breathe.
Just a little farther and Wink will see where college professors keep their heads these days.
I haven’t watched in the last 18 years.
My Mother made the worst coffee I have ever encountered, like the sludge he’s dumping. In army infantry basic the coffee was much better.
Followed by heavy precipitation?
He committed sewercide.
We sometimes hear our old Yorkie’s toe nails click on the kitchen floor, or catch a shadow of movement out of the corner of our eye.
I quit Facebutt years ago, to spend time with common sense.
Get her a Fisher Space Pen.
A man of very little substance.