Traditions - Clean Eats, Fast Feets
I’m getting soft in my old age. Earlier this week, I was spouting off about things being hard and today it’s the total opposite. Hard, soft, limp, firm…hmm, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think I wasn’t getting any… oh wait. Damn kids; or singular, but who’s counting. Aside from shattering my monkey loving...Read More »