She Couldn’t Pour Water Out of a Boot If The Instructions Were on the Heel

  A few weeks ago, I was driving a van load of kids towards sweet treats. In addition to massaging the New York Times crossword puzzle, pushing back my cuticles, and pouring Malbec down my gullet, this is what I do. I drive the small people. Towards the ice cream. Right around the Lake Street […]

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