I'd assumed those were stars in the night sky and not air holes in the lid so we could breathe.
I have a whole new appreciation for picnics.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
I'd assumed those were stars in the night sky and not air holes in the lid so we could breathe.
In the warmth of the post-Election Day glow, if I may inject a short infusion of pragmatism: with all the money spent on campaign literature...
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