Oh the memories of Austin, being young and mostly drunk. Good times, good times.
She does appear to like to bake, so we have that going for us, but there the similarities end. She has hot men knocking (literally) on her door. Um. No.
Somedays, I’m just simply thankful for the pants of the yogi. Zippers simply don’t always do.
I say “thank you” to the Dog Jeffersons.