Don’t dare me.
I swear I’ll post it for everyone to see…
I mean it.
I have no compunction about sharing TMI.
Okay, then. I’m doing this:
Well, maybe I shouldn’t, after all.
(;))
Merry Christmas, Beck!
Ohdear.
Beckdawrek, I put two and two together (you’ve got a secret you’re afraid you might spill under anesthesia) and now (Santa is a bad etc man)…
Either Santa flashed you, or you’ve been foolin’ around with the jolly guy.
Hmmm.
~VOW
Santa closed down your favorite source of corndogs, right?
Don’t say that!
Did the reindeer go poop in your dooryard?
What’s a dooryard?
Pretty much three feet like any other yard?
I’ve been sworn to secrecy. I’ll never tell. (;))
Not at all like William, huh? He has such a reputation they’ve written songs about it! 