I miss the glory days when my hangovers were the result of "did I end up at a burlesque show last night?" rather than "finish that terrible bottle of wine you bought from Grocery Outlet or throw it out!"
You know, I wouldn't be so sure that Jim was playing with a full deck. He used to have this weird habit of telling stories and then right at the punchline he'd
I miss the glory days when my hangovers were the result of "did I end up at a burlesque show last night?" rather than "finish that terrible bottle of wine you bought from Grocery Outlet or throw it out!"
You know, I wouldn't be so sure that Jim was playing with a full deck. He used to have this weird habit of telling stories and then right at the punchline he'd
Never get out of the apartment...unless you were goin' all the way. Loved it. Keep 'em coming.
By the way, did you and Jim defeat the evil forces of the scramble band? I'm not clever enough to infer. Or perhaps it's a story for another time...
Thank you for getting me out of my house this morning. This story paired well with blueberry pancakes. 🫐🪛🥞