I've been writing off & on today about the ice that's left much of the south without power... On paper, like some kind of pioneer woman.
By the time we get power back, there is a distinct chance all you'll find of it is primitive scratchings on my bedroom wall.
Yeah, the stick figure is flipping you the bird.
By the time we get power back, there is a distinct chance all you'll find of it is primitive scratchings on my bedroom wall.
Yeah, the stick figure is flipping you the bird.
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