How many times has this been said: “No, I am NOT Googling that!”
There is one in an arboretum around Madison, Wisconsin.
So childish…
That drawing is a testament to celibacy.
All of a sudden, I feel like some KFC.
My mother-in-law went for a swim years ago and never came back. Could it be?
Also, there is a lighter shade of blue coming from it.
They even have a “beverage trail.” Walk in, crawl out!
Umm, I suppose there was a reason for that?
When my wife was just days from passing (cancer), she would manage to shuffle around and drag her O2 unit behind.
How many times has this been said: “No, I am NOT Googling that!”