Anyone Can Be a Fisherman in May
The Boy intends to spend at least one day of our very brief trip to Mexico on a boat, fishing for marlin.
I guess it’s time to face the truth:
My boyfriend is a six-toed cat and an assault charge shy of having to change his name to Ernest Hemingway.
Virginia , I have been ENJOYING the things you have wrote on your blog and I want you to know that ~~ you ARE the Queen and you ROCK!!!! Keep up the good work and Keep me (the simple folk) Entertained, LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!!!! Moe
Comment on May 26, 2008 @ 1:42 pm