It was the kind of day that brought many of us here in the first place. Not the slightest hint of blue sky, at least 8 inches of fresh white gold much more in.
It’s the proverbial apples to oranges. On one hand, we have crates full of oranges supporting the Florida hotel owner’s ocean of denial, his stalling, nonsensical alibis, claims of ownership, ignoring of requests, claiming executive.
We all knew the inevitable outcome. Whether some of us actually cared or not is an entirely different subject, however, those who did care were fully aware of exactly how it would end. Admittedly, getting.
“Never again … never … ever … again.” My bride and I looked at one another and said those exact words in perfect sync, and if anyone had been in the general vicinity they’d bet.
‘Tis a few days before ChristmasAnd through most of Happy Valley,Cheers can still be heardOver our early season snow tally. Each year the world is a messAlways seeming full of trouble,Yet we’re consistently safe and.