A guy who hides his face with hair, and has brainwashed adults to put their children in his lap… yea, that’s the guy I trust.
But my GPS says we were supposed follow the North Star until we reached Bethlehem Circle, and the turn left.
Next year Santa, don’t get drunk and tell everyone they can go on vacation right before Christmas eve.
Stupid city slickers… it was a goat.
You cannot see Bernice because she is ROTFLOL.
…or we could go for some fast food, and chase down the waiter who just ran out the back door.
But when I went with Charity, Hope stormed out and Faith slapped my face and called me a cad!
It’s not an ugly sweater contest! The dryer is broke.
Why does he keep yelling, “She’s a nut!” every time they pass the elephants?!
I bet he really likes the ‘Random Butt’ scent.
A guy who hides his face with hair, and has brainwashed adults to put their children in his lap… yea, that’s the guy I trust.