The Pan Flute Appreciation Society in their ritual garb.
Parking for Wig City
Early bird gets it.
Boswell’s a remarkably good boy.
Does she have another tucked into her, uh, skirt?
The issue’s moot.
…said their conjoined twin sons.
I named my Honda “Jane”. And I now own a maroonish Hyundai whose color was called “Ruby Pearl”. She answers to either name.
It’s his knee.