You can’t hib because you are man’s best friend, and so have to bear the burdens along with him.
I think the most depressing month is September. Along with dreaded memories of back-to-school days as a kid, now as an adult it’s “Oh my. Here come the holidays again already?” That feeling usually hits me after Hot August Nights and before Oktoberfest.
You can’t hib because you are man’s best friend, and so have to bear the burdens along with him.
I think the most depressing month is September. Along with dreaded memories of back-to-school days as a kid, now as an adult it’s “Oh my. Here come the holidays again already?” That feeling usually hits me after Hot August Nights and before Oktoberfest.