Apr
21st
Mon
21st
flame retardant
The kind of guy I want reading me bedtime stories before telling me my Social Security will never come, come 62.
Also, as discussed today in a look back to 2006: My friend and I had a hard year and cried about it while and after drinking many beers. I only long for the time again because I fit into my skinny jeans. The plight of happiness is roundness; sometimes.
