Walk with me on this journey on the other side of my interrupted life.
I agree, which is the exact reason I wear white Froot of the looms, "first they're white, then they turn yellow, then they turn brown and set themselves on fucking fire."
Wait. I meant FRUIT, I must have been thinking about Froot Loops.
Bama, I am hoping we only have a virtual relationship because the britches you are describing at the yellow point might be a bit much in person.
Hahahahahaha, well, it's a line from Andrew Dice Clay ;)
Please let me know if you have a comment or helpful advice.