amoose
I just got in and went down to the basement to my darkroom. I found a nest to mangy squirrels there that just started howling in my direction. I threw some stop bath at them and ran like hell.
His stomach shook like jelly as he rounded secon base. he should have been almost to third but the gut and his age kept him chugging too slow. His payday was almost as fat.
I've had my prints taken once... but I swear I didn't do it. I was framed I tell ya.
Pastrami can't be too lean. No flavor at all. It's the fat that makes oh soooo good. A little mustard. A sour pickle. Heaven on earth. I miss Brooklyn right now.
Holy shit - relatives. The word I used to love but now make my skin crawl. The ones you think you can trust the most end up screwing the most.