Evidently "Grimace Night" has led to one separation and several rumors of other discontent in the neighborhood. A last straw situation for the former and various degrees of decrepitness exacerbating already boiling things for the latter. Hen talk and what not. My wife only smirked at the spider bite I got laying on the deck in the middle of the night. She's not a crazy broad (mostly) like some of the rest around here though.
Grimace, you rascal.
No adult male beverages so far this week...maybe tomorrow?
funky, an adult male beverage is nothing you drink, ever. Just to clarify.
Grimace, you rascal.
No adult male beverages so far this week...maybe tomorrow?
funky, an adult male beverage is nothing you drink, ever. Just to clarify.