I was really looking forward to my root beer yesterday....IBC...bottled...cold...last one...Oh, the whipping I would have gotten if I had walked into someone's home, and instead of immediately sitting my happy self down, I scanned the kitchen, and started begging for stuff before I even spoke to everyone inside... and going into someone's refrigerator?--without asking OR acquainting myself with soap and water? Lawd, Lawd, LAWD, I would have been the Hand-less Wonder FOR SURE. Oh, Home Training, where art thou?
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