Ugh, I walk in last night. GG is passed out. Seems he was helping a friend. The boxer cutter slipped and his whole hand is stitched up. Looks painful. Poor GG
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.