Some judgmental, provincial townsfolk looked down their noses and called me kooky when I went to a prom with Taxi. At least I didn’t marry him. (He didn’t ask. Typical, isn’t it, ladies?)
Some judgmental, provincial townsfolk looked down their noses and called me kooky when I went to a prom with Taxi. At least I didn’t marry him. (He didn’t ask. Typical, isn’t it, ladies?)