Fathers-in-law. (editor)
I married a woman who couldn’t pronounce “statistics.”
Girls need to get together and discuss their boyfriends.
I don’t like it when people mess with my nuances!
Jen. Read!
(mobile finger on “universe”)
The entire cuniverse is permeated with the odor of turpentine. (guy who put a notepad by his bed so he’d remember)
Sufficed.
He had slaves?
Reminds me of a print by Salvador Dali.
Fathers-in-law. (editor)