Once I Uncurl Your Tresses, You Will Be the Prettiest Maiden in the Land
The thickness of the summer air has once again damned you. I say, I’m going to return with some hot coals to singe those satan ropes.
Rochelle writes things that people laugh at even when she's trying to be dead serious. She's not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
The thickness of the summer air has once again damned you. I say, I’m going to return with some hot coals to singe those satan ropes.
I’ve got my iPhone ready to snap the most insane pictures of my kids, holding a blackboard with facts scrawled in elaborate chalk calligraphy.
At 8 PM on Thursday, my basketball hoop is going to look brand-spanking new. I don’t have to care about your family or your kids.