In constant pursuit of the Great Human Guffaw.
Before equalizers, I gather.
Laugh then be sad at the truth of this.
Not to mention the balls, I’d imagine.
Plus no water.. now.
Flying Hurricane Debris, one of the greatest wrestlers of all time.
Take care, may prolific board game enthusiast Richard “Nobody Picks The Thimble Anymore” Pennybord be with you, and gesundheit.
Earl Schwartz split Adam in his kitchen after Adam hit on Earl’s wife.
Take care, may failed but prolific song writer Steve “Schmock! Schmock!” Allenord be with you, and gesundheit.
I tend to start off slowly with Tic-Tacs, and then to eat the entire container with small mouthfuls. Okay, with large mouthfuls. So, I seldom get Tic-Tacs anymore. Okay I’m going to get some now.
Take care, may dizzy skyscraper photographer Fred “Those Clouds Look Like Elvis Thumbing A Ride To Memphis No Bangladesh Oh Wait More Like My Aunt’s Refrigerator Magnet Depicting A Spool Of Yarn For A Sweater She’ll Make Me For Christmas But Now More Like A Harmonica I Had In The Sixth Grade” Snapshotord be with you, and gesundheit.
I’m not so sure speed was the problem.
I think you’re about to be vigorated.