Rants, Raves and Recipes from the Edge of Sanity
This is about the coldest thing I've seen all day, but I think his name is Neil.
He'll never need to worry about shin splints.As long as we're going there.
"Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company." - Mark Twain
For 55 cents a day he could have colored chalk .
At least you haven't thought of 'Save the (zika) pinheads' like I have. Express rails to Hell, yep.Yours truly,Zippy.
That is horrific. Seriously. WTF is wrong with you people?He needs some more chalk to draw a soccer ("Foot") ball.Gaaah! I hate myself.....
KirK...winner winner chicken dinner...you had the best comment! See Miss Leslie for your prize please. : P
I keep trying to come up with a comment...and then I start hearing my Mom calling me by ALL my PROPER names.....vaquero viejo
Yes, vaquero viejo, when Mama uses all three of your names, you're in Deep Serious Kimchee.
Kimchee...ewww...that's deep serious stinky...careful there buddy.
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