And it feels like today.
From the lovely LeeAnn:
...that next person is going to get their head stuck on a pole, dipped in fruit punch, frozen solid and munched like a popsicle of doom.
I love reading genius like that.
And it feels like today.
From the lovely LeeAnn:
...that next person is going to get their head stuck on a pole, dipped in fruit punch, frozen solid and munched like a popsicle of doom.
Posted by Ted at 3:54 PM
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