She wakes up every morning, on the kitchen’s linoleum floor, in a pool of her own dried vomit, with an empty 1gal box of cheap, New Zealand Chardonnay, next to her. Ther SS detail has to clean her and it up. Poor SS men/women...
7 posted on 05/25/2024 11:36:00 AM PDT by Carriage Hill
(A society grows great when old men plant trees, in whose shade they know they will never sit.)