Boots, Booty, and Nancy Sinatra
I became Twitter-obsessed in 2010. It probably happened when I got the shocking email. My scream sent the family running. Sure, it was a happy scream, but the volume and intensity sounded more like “I […]
I became Twitter-obsessed in 2010. It probably happened when I got the shocking email. My scream sent the family running. Sure, it was a happy scream, but the volume and intensity sounded more like “I […]