Friends, Roman candles, neighbormen, grind me your gears;
I come to buy Caesar salad, not to make peace with peas.
The evil that horses do lives after them;
The good is oft interfered with their funny bones…
July 31, 2015
Friends, Roman candles, neighbormen, grind me your gears;
I come to buy Caesar salad, not to make peace with peas.
The evil that horses do lives after them;
The good is oft interfered with their funny bones…