Blech. Yuck. Awful. I miss my bicycle. I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike!
(Don’t care much about the cold. Just stop this dumb useless rain-mist nonsense.)
Blech. Yuck. Awful. I miss my bicycle. I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike!
(Don’t care much about the cold. Just stop this dumb useless rain-mist nonsense.)