when you find yourself getting around on a motorized bar stool. That way you don’t drive it drunk, have a wreck and get into legal trouble. And your friends don’t have to call 911 and tell them you’ve wrecked your bar stool.
I’d rather celebrate what I can do, than mourn what I cannot.
Wow. I cannot even imagine brushing aside warnings about child molesters in my employment. All of these people who have been tortured for all of these decades and the pope let it slide? Really? Just wow.