My overwhelmed + frustrated (a disastrous emotional hybrid) meter is directly connected to my tear ducts.
This is very inconvenient today.
I LOVE A LINZ.
especially a smilin one.
so here goes:
WE WILLL GROOOOOOWWWWWW
AND FIIIIIIIIIIGHT
AND DRINK SAKEEEEEEEEE
(or merlooooooooot, loyal chum)
AND BOX THE STARS
and be HAPPY and at PEACE
