You are viewing a single comment's thread from:RE: Story From A Picture #2View the full contextemergehealthier (65)in #writing • 6 years ago I think I meet Rufus after he went for his ride. He was cold, so, I warmed him on my spit.
Ha ha ha, I guess I don't need to write any more on that story. We already know how it ends. Thanks for helping me fill in the gaps.
That looks delicious! :)
It was!