Posted by Loulou on Dec 9, 2017 | 11 comments

Well, I ask you–how can I be lying here in a nice warm sun puddle minding my own business and suddenly hear a trumpet, a giant horn, some drums and who knows what else just outside the window and see THIS: Those guys have nothing to do with being warm, sun puddling, relaxation of an afternoon or anything else I can think of.  Those guys have ONE...

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