My Story 54 – Nine Years Later, And Still Saying ‘Hello.’
So when I got up there it was, my old friend, lingering about in the pits of my stomach, and ...
So when I got up there it was, my old friend, lingering about in the pits of my stomach, and ...
I like my darts, and as I sit watching it tonight I can’t help but remember the walk-on girls who ...
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