By kiki
Early this morning when Connie walked out to go to work, around 4:30, or so, I was watering our dried lawn and she asked me "What're you doing?" I told her that I was feeding the snails. As she turned and walked away I could hear her mumbling "crazy old fool, you should be locked up in Norwalk" Sometimes I agree with her with the crazy thing, but doing crazy is fun, my friends.
