I have neighbors that routinely celebrate Glocksmas when dealing with their ED.
I figure my demise will come in one of two ways. Either plunked by a neighbour because they couldn't be bothered with mowing their pawn, painting their house or planting a garden. The other standing in line with my milk and eggs and have some four thumbed dotard fumble his personal protecton while fishing for his wallet. Oooh, that's going to leave a mark.
I have neighbors that routinely celebrate Glocksmas when dealing with their ED.
I figure my demise will come in one of two ways. Either plunked by a neighbour because they couldn't be bothered with mowing their pawn, painting their house or planting a garden. The other standing in line with my milk and eggs and have some four thumbed dotard fumble his personal protecton while fishing for his wallet. Oooh, that's going to leave a mark.