Around eight thirty, Nighthawk turned to me and said:
So, we’re almost 30. It’s Friday night. We’ve got pizza, we’ve got drinks, and we’ve got Fraggle Rock on the television. Does this strike you as somewhat odd?
Around eight thirty, Nighthawk turned to me and said:
So, we’re almost 30. It’s Friday night. We’ve got pizza, we’ve got drinks, and we’ve got Fraggle Rock on the television. Does this strike you as somewhat odd?