Once upon a time there was
a fly fisherman. He was a tough son of a nice mom. He had to be. How do you think a fly can hold a rod.
Who is that?
“Aaaandy, I’m tired of your
Jokes. Me hungry. Feed me a people-part.
Oh Mr. Shark- surely you can settle down!
I tuckied myself down. Please dont poke my gingavitis with a stick. I just…
Sometimes you just have to make boundaries. Man am I
Abraham Lincoln surely DID sudsy up his beard to wash and care for it.
More Than U WANT TO KNOW. GO!