When I turned twenty a few years back, my father’s grandnephew (who is not member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, mind y’all) said to me, “one more year and you’ll get some beer.” I gave him a straight face with half-closed eyes. “No?” he asks. “No,” I replied seriously.
When I turned twenty a few years back, my father’s grandnephew (who is not member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, mind y’all) said to me, “one more year and you’ll get some beer.” I gave him a straight face with half-closed eyes. “No?” he asks. “No,” I replied seriously.