It hurts
The family is buckled up in the car and we’re ready to do a little grocery shopping. Typically I lean over and give Aline a little peck before we head out. She leans in, turns her head and says: It hurts to look at you. Good thing I don’t take …
Ever wondered what would happen if poor Rapunzel was hard of hearing? It sure ain’t her hair that she starts tossing out the window . . .