when i was little my dad used to say that cheetos were actually the bones of the cheese critter. which is pretty gross now that i think about it.
when i was little my dad used to say that cheetos were actually the bones of the cheese critter. which is pretty gross now that i think about it.
this year i’m making christmas presents. i made stuff for my mother, my sister, two of my friends, and something for a gift exchange. but what, i ask you, do you make for a dad?
p.s. i love rubber cement.