KONG, KONG, KONG, wellit'sjustan
KONG, KONG, KONG, KONG.
I'm enjoying Mr. Merrill's weejeeboard memories of Ephraim.
Getting into the car this morning I cleared off some of the snow and plowed out, straight to the tunnel where the security guards pulled me over and one of them watched while I cleaned off every snow speck. I feel so invigorated. I knew it was nervy to enter that controlled (and troll toll patrolled) environment, and fun! Last time I was pulled over we were off to our honeymoon flight at the quiet hour of 5AM. Good thing I had my papers in order... So take a look at me now KONG.