How I wish on a hot summer’s day.

But then you need to sit down and the chair isn’t porous (another can of worms if it were) and so sweat builds up elsewhere on the ass and thigh.

What kind of farm owner would I be if not? I’m not exactly swimming in money around here.

Maybe this is something rich and mean folks do? Sure, it’s a pain dealing with it at times, but just killing one like that?

In?

Do you not?

If someone was selling underwear with a built-in fan, I’d make her a millionaire.

After every meal, whether I like it or not