Leave your guns at home, Tom. Don't take your guns to town.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
(Why is it that the bus is always late, when you're on time and it's cold out?)
My bus was late this morning, too. So late that three of them arrived in a little wolf pack. You could've mistaken the first bus as a clown car.
Leave your guns at home, Tom. Don't take your guns to town.
Unless you are going to Reno.
Jesse, if it comforts you, the temperature here dropped 40 degrees overnight. It'll be freezing by 7PM. Literally.
That does comfort me, except it's not supposed to be cold here until Saturday. I can hold out!
Unseasonably warm here too. I celebrated by wearing the sweater I knitted as a jacket but even that was too warm.
Isn't everyone jealous that your mayors aren't fighting a geriatric former boxing champ like mine is?
I keep typing "reset" as "resent" this week. I think it's a Freudian crankypants.
Leave your guns at home, Tom. Don't take your guns to town.
No guns? Hmm. Love, then? Gotta take something to town.
You can take your love to town unless your name is Ruby.