my daughters just informed me that i’m not cool. “i’m nice.” i’m hoping to improve my ratings in the next few days.
my little brother to whom i look up to. keep up the good work. happy birthday my brother. i love you.
“do you smell that? it smells like something is burning.” “i do smell that. is it the shredder? or the light? it smells like a burning motor or something.” well. it turns out it was worse. that burning smell was some smoldering wires behind the...
2010. where are you?