The Penis Chronicles presents, “A fart on the wind.”
We had made the long drive from our province to the Northwest Territories. My older boy (6 at the time) and I had talked about seeing the Northern Lights. 283 more words
“A bad day camping is still better than a good day working.” – Unknown
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“It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of moonshine, with the wind blowing down on them out of the pine woods.” ― L.M.