The saga of 22 generations of women, mothers and daughters whose first names begin with a cursive letter L, and a timeless pine The Chair 🪑 by Robert McKenzie.
One of his high school classmates, Lon Biddle, once said “I’m going to open me
up a steak and seafood restaurant.” But Lon never did. He took a job as a surveyor
with the highway department and moved out to El Paso.
I regret to inform you that I awoke this morning to a multi-page DM from a furious British citizen who wants to debate me about WWII, thinks my DVD collection is “not a valid source of information,” and cites the sources he will rely on to debate me, including “various diaries”
Wearing a mask is mandatory at this year’s Super Bowl. Where else can you pay $5000 for the opportunity of breathing in your own carbon dioxide? Sounds like a bad David Lynch movie.
Stopped at gas station and they had no bottled water. Lady said it’s a supply issue. The future’s so bright I’ve gotta wear shades…gotta wear shades. #NoH2O
Anybody can write great songs but can you write above average songs consistently like Little River Band? For every ‘Band On The Run’ McCartney would write 5 C-Moons. I pose this question to you.
We could use Brian Kelly’s unwavering loyalty and Fran Drescher’s annoying laugh to help us through this pandemic. Just think of Omicron as a new sandwich offering at Arby’s for a “limited time only” A ciabatta sandwich if you will.