Living Solo III: Halloween Edition
One year I dressed my 80lb German Shepherd/labrador mix up as the 11th Dogtor and I went as his TARDIS.
One year I dressed my 80lb German Shepherd/labrador mix up as the 11th Dogtor and I went as his TARDIS.
I would possibly be the world’s worst politician. Well, okay, I’d have some stiff competition.
I’ve lived my entire life in Southern California. I can’t handle “weather.”
Anyone else develop unrealistic expectations about adolescence from media as a child that left you unable to cope with reality?
Evidence suggests that if I experienced sexual attraction, the world would be in serious trouble.
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