"It's muggy and stifling and prejudicial."
"Why don't you keep estranging me until you have to text me in my grave?"
"You buncha gun totin' city folks. Eatin' at Arby's."
"Boy I should buy this paper - there's all sort of tragedy."
"I'm back up to only four pounds down."
"Why don't you keep estranging me until you have to text me in my grave?"
"You buncha gun totin' city folks. Eatin' at Arby's."
"Boy I should buy this paper - there's all sort of tragedy."
"I'm back up to only four pounds down."
1 comment:
Roxie said...
I have missed that Hal Hexum.
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