I had barely turned 13 as a high school freshman grade 9. at 17 I started in university.
I have seen a jar of pickles that had been opened and left on the shelf – trust me you don’t want to know. They were a gooey grey mess.
If Dad doesn’t like what he is learning perhaps Dad should teach him something different instead of just walking away.
Why is there a light on Wally?
But Susie just gave him the answer . . .
Sounded like robots screaming while running their nails on a chalkboard
I had barely turned 13 as a high school freshman grade 9. at 17 I started in university.