go ahead, make my day
Sure, the uber-cool Clint might’ve said those words with a gun in his hand. Me? I say it with a squeal utterly lacking in cool. If you were my upstairs neighbor and ever wondered what it is exactly that sets the dogs to barking– it would be the sound I make when the latest magic rolls in from the post office. Because, if I had to write up the specs of this job I do, one of the perks would definitely be the mail we … View Post
