Greetings all. It is I, Tehol Beddict, and I come to you humble and on my knees, for I made a grave error in this past week’s post. No, I’m not offering you a blumpkin. The intent was to make up for my past omission of Byron Mullens on my list.Please, blog, may I have some more?
I was waiting for the Orlando game to end for hours, then realized the final score was 78-61. 61 points? You may have been duped into thinking this was a women’s basketball score, and though I think Britney Griner could drop a double nickel on these flunkies, these were men on the hardwood, allegedly.Please, blog, may I have some more?
On Saturday night, I was in a German shop which sold a variety of imports, from marzipan to steins to cuckoo clocks. As I was eyeballing the clocks on the wall, the shop keeper came up to me to chat. As my companion asked about maintenance of the clocks, he noted that like anything made in Germany, if you take good care of it, it will last a thousand years.Please, blog, may I have some more?