There’s a bird stranded in the airport, flying toward skylights and windows trying to get out.
I know how he feels.
There’s a bird stranded in the airport, flying toward skylights and windows trying to get out.
I know how he feels.
Yawn… 3.1? I thought it was the dog turning in his sleep.
Real personals ad: “If I told you that you were an angle would you treat me like the devil tonight?” My reply: “Depends on how obtuse I am.”