containing multitudes since 2004
Lovin' her trendy crossover purse, with her hatchet and, I assume, bible. You go, grrrl.
J. Edgar's ma?
Uh, ma'am, excuse me but could you direct me to the nearest speakeasy?
Just another in a far-too-long line of looney zealots of various political stripe who put up from time-to-time in this country in an effort to screw with the good times and free choice of those of us less noisy and nosy types.
Burn in Hell, Bitch!
Loved her band in the '60s.
Yeah, free-association brain-slip has stuck "In the Long Run" in my brain.
Then you've come to the right place. Glad you could, uh, Find It.
IF I were married to that, I'd drink myself to death too!
"Lips that touch alcohol will never touch mine."
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