Drinking whisky,
eating canned soup,
American Dad playing in the back
In my fog of despair, it hit me:
I’m destined to be…
“The Single Uncle”
~By all that’s holy, someone save me
Drinking whisky,
eating canned soup,
American Dad playing in the back
In my fog of despair, it hit me:
I’m destined to be…
“The Single Uncle”
~By all that’s holy, someone save me