Happy Birthday Susie!!
I was sick yesterday. I went out to my truck to go get Bubba from his grandma's, I managed to start the truck, back up about a foot, put the truck back in park, jump out just in time to puke. Then my loving husband, Stan, decided that he wanted to move the living room furniture around... and that means that the vacuum cleaner had to be ran... it sounded like a Harley with no exhaust My poor head...
We use essential cookies to make this site work, and optional cookies to enhance your experience.
-->> CLICK HERE <<-- to see further information and configure your preferences.