Well it's no picnic down here. We got contrails in the sky [whatever that is], Cubans are aiming their missiles at us, Snowbirds are taking all the good parking spots, not one single upscale restaurant some Villagers, don't even rake the sand traps, and after 3 weeks of trying to make cheesy lump free grits---I figured out that it can't be done.
ARGGGGGGH!
Last edited by tomwed; 10-31-2014 at 08:08 PM.
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