I heard through the grapevine that the Press Secretary finished his first day of flying lessons at Camp Voliya. Every day of his lessons is a day less of him serving me. I decided to send him a text summoning him to my farmstead
So, I know Portlandia is a dreadful, savage place, where dangerous men roam wild without proper feminine rule. But just think how much better it could be, if they only had the right powerful woman in charge, to whip them into shape. Perfect job for an as
