Sandra had to help a friend barkeeping at a ball in Vienna. I told her to call me whenever she wants me to pick her up – and she called me at 3:45 a.m. We came home at 5:30 a.m. and slept until 2:30p.m. The shortest Sunday ever 
What A Night
– 23. November 2008Posted in: Freunde & Familie, Humor
