I literally cannot pretend the coof didn't happen.
Even my dementia laden husband remembers it.
The zombies in our town shrivelling up before our eyes make its memory blatantly obvious.
That, and the look of shame and guilt on our local health 'care' providers' faces.
I literally cannot pretend the coof didn't happen. Even my dementia laden husband remembers it. The zombies in our town shrivelling up before our eyes make its memory blatantly obvious.
That, and the look of shame and guilt on our local health 'care' providers' faces.