Twelve years ago today, my friend Dave came out running and screaming, “IT’S A BOY!!!” with tears streaming down his face…
We never went back to Thailand again.
Twelve years ago today, my friend Dave came out running and screaming, “IT’S A BOY!!!” with tears streaming down his face…
We never went back to Thailand again.
A couple of cows were smoking a joint and playing cards.
That’s right, the steaks were pretty high.
Q: What do you call a magician who has lost his magic?
A: Ian.
They told me I’d never be good at poetry because I’m dyslexic.
But so far, I’ve made three jugs and a vase and they’re lovely.