A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under one arm. “I’ll have two pints,” he says, “one for me, and one for the road.” — Andrew Bulhak
No fixed plans. Not intent upon arriving.
No fixed plans. Not intent upon arriving.
A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under one arm. “I’ll have two pints,” he says, “one for me, and one for the road.” — Andrew Bulhak