Nae Queen! Nae Laird! Nae Master!
I willna' be fooled again!
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Lost in the move, and now found: One box of fine cigars, my cigar cutter, and the required wooden matches. The next sound you hear will be the gnats around the back deck gagging as they flee at full speed. The sound after that will be the lid popping off a cold bottle of Yuengling ale.