FLOWER SHOP OWNER STEALS FLOWERS FROM NEARBY GRAVEYARD
And re-sells them.
And re-sells them.
“However you need to get my money back is up to you.”
Mmm … barbecue-flavored PayDay bar.
“Your child is NOT being scouted by the Brewers today.”
Bumped again — into a higher tax bracket.
In layman’s terms, a ‘grease fire.’
Delta is not ready when you are.
Until you open the envelope.
So just shut up.
Croissant + Tortilla = Crotilla