Hail the morrow! fellow equine lovers.
What roads must thy fare lead you astray?
Hail the morrow! fellow equine lovers.
What roads must thy fare lead you astray?
I'm not living like some peasant in the 1800s anymore.
Power is back, no more running around at night with a candle.
'Merica.
"Would you please let me join your p-p-party?