At the start of each week I have a look at our calendar, laugh like a hyena, and say—out loud, to no one in particular—well, at least it’s not as busy as last week. Only I am fooling exactly not a single person because lately it feels as though every…
So, I guess it’s not that funny that I look like a small child to other small children, then? Got it. Point taken. My skin is thick enough to smell a stinker and move on to something that includes more Martell children. Look! They are cute! And are looking surprisingly…
“What anatomical part is sometimes referred to as the banana, the beezer, and the bugle?” “I mean, is there a right answer here that isn’t penis? And did you say Beejer?“ This is why I can’t win at Trivial Pursuit. I came really close, too. I answered some really easy…
