The Thanks I Get
I don’t suppose you’d be interested in dinner tonight…?
I don’t suppose you’d be interested in dinner tonight…?
Nope, don’t sell it. I’m gonna get to that.
Yep, I wrote it. Happy VD.
I love it when a plan comes together.
His wife, who couldn’t make it that night, was insistent that he get a good photo of her first-born’s milestone. “Let me see!” See what I mean about the “fall”?
Don’t get any bright ideas.
The comments section is open for your complaints.
Too bad, he looks like he’d be entertaining.
Yeah, I know: a world where everyone is smart is just a figment of my imagination. But a guy can dream!
Look back to learn and forward to change.