One of my greatest fears was being on meds for the rest of my life. Guess what? Due to severe depression I likely will be.
You know what, though? It sure as he'll beats being dead. I can enjoy the sunrise and the smile on my wife's face.
In the fight for survival, there are no riles.

I was in a serious car crash in 1985. I was not expected to survive. Should I have been left to die?
The way my skull fractured meant that the sinus on my right side severed the optical nerve. I still haven't come to terms with being blind in my right eye.

Looks like it's on Britbox. I'll wat h it later, I'm on a 50s/60s/70s horror kick right now.

You got the question wrong... Would you rather be a custard or a meringue? No, you're right, a custard.

I think you're coming at it from the right angle.

Yeah. Saw my first one in San Diego on Friday. The dark green paint work was just as funny as the truck.