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I’ve never been fond of people, either. I’m sure the feelings mutual.
We would find a stick and whack a tin can around the neighborhood. It was fun. Ironically, I never liked golf.
My best friend and I would take those small plastic soldiers and put them in forts and buildings we would make out of Lego’s and Lincoln logs. Then we would sit back and bomb the Base with darts. Not those sissy plastic tipped darts but the metal tipped ones. Spent hours doing that. Outside.
Why do today that can be put off until tomorrow.
There’s one language that almost everyone understands. $$$$$$$
Raisin’s are the devils boogers!
I walk into rooms then have to try and remember why I came in here. Do it more times than I care to admit too.
“Nothing up my sleeve…..”
Only this pun is actually funny!