Me, too. Nothing like a woman going to prison and three kids into the nightmare of our foster system for a good chuckle.
I was referencing the people that made the donations that wants them back... but just be yourself T-Bones.
Me, too. Nothing like a woman going to prison and three kids into the nightmare of our foster system for a good chuckle.
Go on Kickstarter and ask for donations for potato salad ingredients.
Me, too. Nothing like a woman going to prison and three kids into the nightmare of our foster system for a good chuckle.
The article I read mentioned two kids.
You are correct. I misremembered it.
No problem, I was getting worried that it was me who was "losing his marbles".![]()
Go on Kickstarter and ask for donations for potato salad ingredients.
I know the feeling, the problem is I only have so many fingers I can tie a string around and now I'm starting on my toes.Oh, I've had a hole in my bag of marbles for years. I try tying it up with some string, but every now and then it gets loose and I lose a few more.
I know the feeling, the problem is I only have so many fingers I can tie a string around and now I'm starting on my toes.![]()
Oh, dear. Where will we get the Nauga hides that are so essential to the "economy" furniture market?
There are few diners left to recycle from.
Well, I got bad news for you, amigo. When you get to 21, it gets downright painful!
I think your idea of Kickstartering a movement for "sustainable Nauga" is freakin' brilliant!
Need a lawyer? My fees are quite reasonable. I figure we incorporate in Delaware, then sponsor NPR.
How can we be trendy by going to trendy retro diners if there is no naugh hides to upholters the diner?
I get no pleasure from pleather.
Me neither. Money, however. . .