Christopher is sitting on the porch,
eating peanut butter with a spoon, and wearing his slips at midnight on a Wednesday. “it’s the life, isn’t it, Kristin?” I guess we’ve made it
Christopher is sitting on the porch,
eating peanut butter with a spoon, and wearing his slips at midnight on a Wednesday. “it’s the life, isn’t it, Kristin?” I guess we’ve made it