I live alone, don't talk much, and own a lot of guns.
It looks like more fun than “Candy Land”.
We all had sailor hats as kids. We’d wear them with the brims down to hide the bad haircuts our mothers gave us.
A friend who was in the Navy tells me they used to call those caps "Dixie cups’’, but once in a while someone would call it a "dog dish’’.
The Navy gets the gravy but the Army gets the beans….
As a bachelor, I haven’t hung the TP in years. I just set it on the counter.
I’m going to form a local chapter of the Little Mice Tea Society.
This could be the beginning of a story arc.
Also an early member of the “27 Club”.
One of the neighborhood cats comes around acting all friendly whenever I fire up my grill.