Yes, I have learned that.
Roadkill is a delicacy in these parts...
eff third shift...that is all.
my ex's mom had this thing about wanting to fix a groundhog stew for Groundhog's Day....but she couldn't ever find an actual groundhog. Until she married her current husband and discovered he had a groundhog living on his property. She started bugging him to go shoot it for her stew, he, wise man that he is, refuses. Probably only cause all his guns are antiques that sit in a gun case.
Why do I have a sinking feeling that the missed field goal is going to hurt in the end?
Amen! I hate working thirds.
Ok...that lady sounds like a piece of work from this and the bird thing the other night.
GO DADDY! GO DADDY! GO DADDY!
eff third shift...that is all.
Amen! I hate working thirds.
lmao..she is...but she's also one of the nicest, most Christian ladies you'll ever meet..she's just weird