About a month ago my stepson Nathan Kyer sent me a message urging me to apply to the following link… We’re drafting...
Spoiler alert: the Rebels steal the Death Star plans.
"Is this the airport, Clark?"
FRA-GEE-LAY... it must be Italian.
"He says we're going the wrong way..." "Oh, he's drunk. How would he know where we're going?"
Christmas may be taking over Lubbock, but I want to know what you're having for Thanksgiving.