RIP girlfriend's cousin's brother's dog and friend. Stories like this are why I can't watch Barbara Walters.
But...., if you did, by accident, watch Ms Walters, what kind of tree are you?
RIP girlfriend's cousin's brother's dog and friend. Stories like this are why I can't watch Barbara Walters.
But...., if you did, by accident, watch Ms Walters, what kind of tree are you?
Not sure why that matters. But, if had a choice I guess a watermelon tree.
A happy little tree, of course.But...., if you did, by accident, watch Ms Walters, what kind of tree are you?
The question is from a 1981 Barbara Walters interview with Katherine Hepburn and, you are right, it really didn't matter a whit, I suppose it showed Ms Walters great emotional depth or some such:
1981: Walters to Hepburn: "What Kind of Tree Are You?"
Sorry if I came across as snide. My delivery of humor sometimes fails miserably. I admit, I was totally lost though, great comeback.
But did you get my Bob Ross reference?no offense taken at all. I figured that thirty-eight years ago was a long time to remember. I am getting to the age where thirty-eight years ago is easier than remembering breakfast.
But did you get my Bob Ross reference?
I did not, who is Bob Ross?But did you get my Bob Ross reference?
I did not, who is Bob Ross?
He invented the afro.
I did not, who is Bob Ross?