...or are you just happy to see me?
“I like the name of Dick,” said the young lady, with charming frankness.
Without being able to tell why, Dick felt rather glad she did.
My favorite passage from Horatio Alger’s 1867 novel “Ragged Dick”
...or are you just happy to see me?
“I like the name of Dick,” said the young lady, with charming frankness.
Without being able to tell why, Dick felt rather glad she did.
This is so freaking delightful. Bootstraps.
Can you send me this clip compilation?