Inspired by K8 the Gr8.
My wife is out of town on a SEX trip.
It’s Fahrenheit 451 outside.
So it’s me and the dogs.
It’s just a little past noon and time for the first beer. Miller Chill. We’ll see how this goes. There’s a twelve pack in the fridge.
First thing I did is check all my categories, because I tend to forget that, even when I’m sober.
Only one rule: no spell check, no corrections.
OK, that’s one beer down.