I'd like to to be known when I turn 40 and then promptly die face down in a cup of tea, or a nice bowl of soup, that I'd like the song Footloose played at my funeral. Provided of course, anyone shows up at all.
Don't worry, you've got another 7 months to plan it all out. Other than that, you can just dig a hole and throw me in it.
Don't worry, you've got another 7 months to plan it all out. Other than that, you can just dig a hole and throw me in it.