Well, it wasn’t a gun-toting guy after all, but a meat-cleaver wielding guy, who thrilled our neighborhood on Sunday. And there was no boyfriend being threatened, no one else in the house, actually.
Tales of Post-Twinkie Ennui
Tales of Post-Twinkie Ennui
Well, it wasn’t a gun-toting guy after all, but a meat-cleaver wielding guy, who thrilled our neighborhood on Sunday. And there was no boyfriend being threatened, no one else in the house, actually.