Boys don’t cry. Nah. They may run into nasty boo boos and get mommy to kiss the wounds from time to time, but at least when they’re with their gang, boys do NOT cry. And men. They do not cry. Ever! Nope. They can’t cry. The tear glands are there for...
“Thank you. Call me when that starts. I’ll be over there banging my head on that tree stump a few thousand times.”from - The 16 hour roller coaster ride., read the full article...
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