It is your GPS steering you into a lake. It is your moon-landing-conspiracy aunt. It is Beanie Babies circa 1996. It is a student who did not read the book on presentation day.
It is so, so stupid, and please let that comfort you.
It is your GPS steering you into a lake. It is your moon-landing-conspiracy aunt. It is Beanie Babies circa 1996. It is a student who did not read the book on presentation day.
It is so, so stupid, and please let that comfort you.