Ever So Sorry
Gauls sacked my Groundhog Day screenplay under cover of darkness and nothing remains but smoldering ruins and wailing women. So sorry. I can tell you this much, however: Dave finished the salsa before Milly had a single chip.
I knew it would end badly.
I knew it would end badly.
1 Comments:
Goddamn those Gauls. Well, I can tell you I won't be touching any Gaul toast any time soon. That'll teach 'em.
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