Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Cultural Potpourri

This morning, sitting in the waiting room of a medical office while my husband was undergoing a recommended outpatient procedure that required he have a ride home, I had the chance to scour some of the finer periodicals available to the discerning reader.  A few things caught my eye.

Yeah, but does it taste like fried chicken?
See the movie.
That Jodi, she's a pistol!
A new twist on "til death do us part."
What about the hair?     
Available at Denny's.

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