...and then there was the Acne. A young fellow, unimpressively short, with uncontrollable volcanic activity that assaulted me morning and night standing at the sink in front of the mirror, trying to wash it away. How can I ever hope to find love?? Gratefully, the volcanos eventually went dormant and I found love, forty-eight years of it, a lifetime.
...and then there was the Acne. A young fellow, unimpressively short, with uncontrollable volcanic activity that assaulted me morning and night standing at the sink in front of the mirror, trying to wash it away. How can I ever hope to find love?? Gratefully, the volcanos eventually went dormant and I found love, forty-eight years of it, a lifetime.
uncontrollable volcanic activity! yes my poor son went through this too! Argh! Thanks Peter!
Oh yes yes yes to alll of that - ramming things miles from me
Sometimes I can't believe it.
So good!! "Is anyone else besides me tired?" YES.
So tired. Thanks!