We made it into Tulsa on Saturday. Immediately walking off the plane, it felt like someone wrapped a warm, wet towel around my face. Has it always been this goddamn humid here?
Confessions of a Music Snob, Husband, Father and Whatnot.
Confessions of a Music Snob, Husband, Father and Whatnot.
We made it into Tulsa on Saturday. Immediately walking off the plane, it felt like someone wrapped a warm, wet towel around my face. Has it always been this goddamn humid here?
Your Favorite Band Sucks 