Care to join me?
I was humbled, as always
Aaron spent his lunch break
I think this speaks for itself.
Are the people in Tennessee friendlier than most
This is my grandfather, Carl Knobel.
These go on sale next week
Well, this is just delicious
I want to acknowledge
Mr. Rowe – Do you have a crystal ball? I only ask, because the lyrics in your whiskey song foretold a reality in our present-day economy best described as…prescient. I refer specifically to these two stanzas, now playing remorselessly in my mind. “Offshore the cargo ships are stuck On the highways no more trucks At the gas pump prices suck It’s a transportation jack-job. Inflations high and all around The infrastructures falling down Lockdowns loom in every town And they wonder why we drink!” Your song is a ballad for the ages. A supply-chain lament, as it were. You should, Read More
Before she was a Rowe, she was a Knobel
I can’t figure out if this is advertising
What the world needs now is a parody
Just got another allotment
As many of you know