Scrinedog << home >> brisket of dreams
After driving around in circles all day, she took a short scrining break and longed for a cocktail on a small tray carried by a handsome waiter, next to a pool with a blazing fast wireless connection.
I’m with ya. I’m right there with ya. Make mine a double.
Order for me! I’ll be right over as soon as I charge up the laptop.
What we also need is a parade of things to scrine about - you know, like ghosts, large birds, beer, monkeys, etc.