April 13, 2018
April 17, 2018
Work zones are now hazardous bivouacs.
That’s where the bodies are buried.
No thanks. I’d be afraid of getting trench mouth.
Is that the maze for the “rat race” I keep hearing about?
After all the rain we’ve had, I have one of those in my backyard now.
The well worn path between his desk and the coffee machine.