The days before I need a holster, or cream.
As I was working on what to write about today, wading through potential material for subjects, I kept thinking to myself several different times, “I sure do miss ___________ (insert missing “old days” thing here). It happened at least a half dozen times. The thing that finally broke the camel’s old humpy back was an […]
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