Summer Ends

I love Summer.  But I also hate that bitch.  She’s here, she’s fun, flirty, drinks a bit too much, and dammit!  She’s gone before you know it, without so much as a “Thank you, Ma’am!” That little bitch rolls out of here tomorrow morning, around 8:00 a.m. And you know where I will be then?  Among … More Summer Ends