
Holy shit.
Hmm, what's on the news?
And why am I sitting in front of a computer at this hour? Seeking shelter?
The moving company that will pack your kid... on Gold Street.
These T-shirts. Yeah, and he loves your big boobs.
Me taking pictures of an R-rated Snow White passing out coupons downtown. (I never caught up to her. She gave me the slip. So to speak.)
Previously on EV Grieve.