Today on the drive in, I noticed that all of the bus stops were empty. It appears the patrons have dried up and blown away, like leaves.
I find myself praying for a hurricane. A big, wet, juicy hurricane. Well, two of them, one in the Gulf and one in a glass. Both would help cool things down.
I find myself praying for a hurricane. A big, wet, juicy hurricane. Well, two of them, one in the Gulf and one in a glass. Both would help cool things down.