On the way home last night, instead of the usual deer I see, I thought I saw a big cat on the shoulder of the road, and he seemed to be feasting on the remains of a large bird perhaps a hawk or maybe....I don't know......an Eagle?
Truth be told, neither do I. But New England was the butt of so many jokes for so long, that it feels kind'a good to be in the other position for a change.
Truth be told, neither do I. But New England was the butt of so many jokes for so long, that it feels kind'a good to be in the other position for a change.