Posted on July 31, 2010 by

The Pterodactyl builds me a temple.

The Pterodactyl said, “Would you like to visit The Beautiful Place of Peace and Crickets?” Who wouldn’t? It was dusk, which Hot Firefighter Husband likes to call the gloaming when he wants to feel high brow. The Pterodactyl had been puttering around on the back deck in his bright yellow shark pajamas and a pair Read More