BrownArmy
Well-Known Member
One of my best memories is my non-religious step-father (from continental India) running down the stairs of our apartment in Yonkers, NY, wrapped only in a towel, screaming at the Jehovah’s Witnesses that my eight-year old self was dumb enough to open the door for...
Step-dad (brown as can be) comes thundering down the stairs screaming, ‘We’re all happy Hindus, GTFO, never come back’...
They never came back.
Step-dad (brown as can be) comes thundering down the stairs screaming, ‘We’re all happy Hindus, GTFO, never come back’...
They never came back.