I cried like a baby.
I cried like a baby.
So there is a back entrance to Mt. Rushmore that no one takes unless you are a local. There is a turnout on the side of the road and when you pull over you are greeted with a nice silent profile picOkumaya devam et
Drinking like a true westerner now. Shot of whiskey and coors original
On the search for a necklace and bumped into this place. They were out of pies which I didn’t mind because I bought their last four sausage rolls. They were everything I could have wished for andOkumaya devam et
Back in 1995 I drove from New York to Washington State. That was the first time I had discovered country music. The first song i ever heard was “whose bed have your boots been under”. I decided toOkumaya devam et