You never know what you’ll get.
Ah, Cheri! They remind me of you so long ago in the back seat of my father’s car …
Whenever I think back on going to concerts while I was in college, I recall that I always had this acute awareness that there was studying to get back to. It’s quite freeing to NOT feel that anymore.
That explains it.
If life is a bowl of cherries, what am I doing in the pits?
It’s what you get when the bees doing the pollination thing.. fly through clouds of marijuana smoke.
Brought to you by the people who make lab-grown meat.
too much pesticide.
Now with extra pits!
I must be in the mutated pits.
There’s Maraschino, and there’s Fukushima!
B. Kliban
danketaz Premium Member about 1 month ago
You never know what you’ll get.
PraiseofFolly about 1 month ago
Ah, Cheri! They remind me of you so long ago in the back seat of my father’s car …
tremaine53 about 1 month ago
Whenever I think back on going to concerts while I was in college, I recall that I always had this acute awareness that there was studying to get back to. It’s quite freeing to NOT feel that anymore.
BarBaraPrz about 1 month ago
That explains it.
ladykat about 1 month ago
If life is a bowl of cherries, what am I doing in the pits?
Alberta Oil Premium Member about 1 month ago
It’s what you get when the bees doing the pollination thing.. fly through clouds of marijuana smoke.
CccComics4me about 1 month ago
Brought to you by the people who make lab-grown meat.
4892624 about 1 month ago
too much pesticide.
6turtle9 about 1 month ago
Now with extra pits!
C wolfe about 1 month ago
I must be in the mutated pits.
Spiffy about 1 month ago
There’s Maraschino, and there’s Fukushima!