One of the things I like about tennis is the built in "physical distancing." Even in doubles there's 4 people in 2808 square feet.
Talking shit about your "friends" on the internet should be endorsed by the American Psychological Association -- it's a great sanity check.
It is not quite "The Boy Named Sue," but Kieran is fucking close enough.
There are hours (never full days) when I miss being a teacher. Then the Bear tells me "how her day went" and I remember: ohh that shit sucks.
I'm hoping roosters taste exactly like chicken, because my other neighbor just got a Mother Fucking Rooster.
I learned recently that several fathers have let their children read this Bullshit. I'm seriously thinking about calling Child Protective Services.
I must confess and probably apologize... I'm a body-size bigot.
Valentine's Day has always sucked. Every girl in kindergarten didn't want to be my Valentine, and 50 years later it hasn't gotten any better.
I just recently found out that in 1987 I made the biggest mistake of my life. I got married.
Fat Bikers are hell on wheels.