Crawling toward the weekend

For those of you claiming that there are no jobs out there, how about getting paid top dollar to be a witch?

Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em.

I was wondering what happened to my long lost dad.

I know that some sperm may be some surviving sons-a-guns, but this could be a stretch.

You shall be forever known as “Chicken Poop”….or at least until you are 18.

God Bless the women. If there is a way out of this staggering economy it lies with their desire to shop and wear clothing and shoes. So, what are you wearing on Saturday anyway?

This is one extremely talented woman.

Alas, another turtle tunnel is in order.

Sometimes life seems like a vat of chocolate.

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