Tonight’s dinner is summer’s last hurrah.
Failure, that is. At least an epic failure would be something to tell the grandkids about one day.
Keep it clean, kids.
A fine way to spend a Saturday afternoon.
Now with over 1,000% more words!
Apparently, I now need some kind of special box to continue getting Bravo, which I will hopefully obtain by next week. THANKS FOR NOTHING, COMCAST.