I went to the store, bought a box for tools on stock (that was tired of storing in the shoe box). Well the surprised look of the cashier, when I stood there with a poker face cheese, is nonsense. I’m happy, I’m happy with the box. Uncle meets, apparently decided to joke - oh, grit, that you have a girlfriend?
A box for breakfast.
Not a great one?
I have a good appetite!!! to
O_O