Um, hey, Texas, I think it's time we have a talk. I think you're great. Really. No complaints here. I can deal with the weather and the trucks and the talk of secession. Hell, I even enjoy those things more often than not. And I really like Lone Star Beer. But, um, I was just wondering if you could, you know, maybe explain why there's an inch-long translucent lizard on my wall.
I'm not messing with you.
I would never mess with you.
Showing posts with label Lizards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lizards. Show all posts
9.16.2009
Exhibit 21.13
By
A. Peterson
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