Yesterday, I went to an important Christmas Day family gathering. Predictably, a bunkeroo wafted.
We detected the unmistakable audio of a loud-and-proud bunker blast. It was universally agreed that this air biscuit had a canine source.
People waved their hands to dissipate the inevitable aroma.
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
It's beginning to smell a lot like Christmas
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