‘Merica!
Also from this weekend’s village fete, this little slice of Americana. I’ve never understood why the front forks don’t just snap. I guess all the weight is at the back.
I’ve been stuck in a Zoom meeting all evening. Yes, we still do those. Everybody’s decided they’d rather debate in their skivvies of an evening than drag themselves to the office for a morning meeting. And who can blame them?
So, anything happen in the United Banana Republic of America today?
p.s. I feel honor bound to state for the record that Uncle B did *not* inherit the cross-dressing gene.
August 9, 2022 — 7:44 pm
Comments: 8