There’s been a Sam Smith’s oatmeal stout hanging out in my fridge for the past couple of days. I’m not sure where it came from. It might be one I bought and forgot about. It might be someone else’s. My best guess is Santa brought it for me. I’m going to have to investigate the matter more fully. Anyone have any elf leads?
Common News
By a man of good hope
Did you know that your blog ranks fourth in a Google search for “bootikens?” Also, I will never use “bootykins” as a term of endearment again. Not that I ever did.
Only fourth? It’s fifth and seventh on Yahoo.