A couple of days ago I was hot. So hot you could see steam rising and hear the sizzle. Hot under the collar. I ranted and raged to the person next to me, confirming to them that I was indeed a crazy person. I’m usually not vocally opinionated about cliche phrases and words of political correctness, but … Continue reading Don’t get me started
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