ask for advice…

A confession: I find myself much more amusing than I really am. I think it’s genetic, my father also finds himself much more amusing than he really is, and probably my grandfather before him… (the grandfather that did the Donald Duck impersonations with ease, the grandfather that always called me “girl” because he couldn’t remember my name.) Therefore I am destined to a life of repeating stories for years, until my future spouse decides to swiftly yet quietly suffocate me in my sleep.

Another thing, And most importantly…

I leave you with that. Have a lovely weekend, O-Mers.

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