My Monday sucked worse than yours
Anyone else get to the midpoint of their commute and immediately start singing, “Halfway to Hell”?
I only bring it up because three of my boys quit yesterday.
I hate losing good people but you wonder what kind of message this broadcasts, and if it will mean anything.
Of course, if I were to walk down to the beachside casino just a mile away from here, I sure as hell wouldn’t bet on red.
The house always wins, even when it loses.