The Cozy Corner

I actually met John Martorano one night years ago when I was playing darts in Somerville, MA…. (Look him up)

I think he loved me. Muahahahaha
*gulp* Starting to back away slowly...

I never ask anyone if they are mobbed up. Seems like a quick way to getting fitted for a pair of concrete galoshes on my feet. No thank you.
Good point! I don't want to do this leadership training today anyway. 🤷‍♀️
 
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