Now that is a cake for personal tears.
(Privateers? Eh? EH?)
You understand, I might virtually forgive the final fold-out-sofa-bed-on-blue-shag-carpet vibe occurring right here, however I can’t – CANNOT – get previous these hysterical little “sails.” Severely. The longer you take a look at them, the funnier it will get. Like a hippo utilizing a moist towelette sq. to protect her modesty.
And that psychological picture you are having proper now? Nonetheless not as humorous as these sails.
Because of my nameless bride minion, who I am fairly certain is why the rum is gone. However hey, who might blame her?
P.S. I can not assist with sore eyes, however here is one thing for sore neck muscle groups:
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