We'll see how long it lasts. One thing though, it was nice not having to check the work mail (although I'm now suffering a bit, perhaps).
We really do live in a world where people have this 'need' to have information right at their fingertips, huh.
Dunkley, Dunkley, Dunkley need some ketchup...Crap, only thing I can think of that rhymes with foot is soot. Back to the drawing board.
Not for french fries...
But for his big foot;
Policeman very tired of his complaining...
without reason...