We’ll be visiting teh ClanK Ancestral Compound to laud PapaK…and thoroughly investigate the unsubstantiated rumors of steak. (We will leave no baked potato or salad unturned in our efforts. ‘Cause that’s just how we roll.)
A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
Happy Father’s Day! Prayers for those who have lost their father.
Good morning, Fatwa!
After church we’re heading out to a local brew pub for lunch (mmm, beer!), then we’ll fire up the grill for dinner.
Happy Father’s Day, GN!
We’ll be visiting teh ClanK Ancestral Compound to laud PapaK…and thoroughly investigate the unsubstantiated rumors of steak. (We will leave no baked potato or salad unturned in our efforts. ‘Cause that’s just how we roll.)
A blessed Sabbath, Gerbil Nation!
Happy Father’s Day! Prayers for those who have lost their father.
Good morning, Fatwa!
After church we’re heading out to a local brew pub for lunch (mmm, beer!), then we’ll fire up the grill for dinner.
Happy Father’s Day.
Update:
Steaks were, in fact, uncovered at teh Ancestral Compound but have since disappeared without a trace. Kinda like Lois Lerner’s emails.
I hope a disgruntled citizen burns her fecking house to the ground.