Friday Sinema: Southern Mad

So…guys can be clueless. But women know how to handle them. Take a brief respite to watch what goes on in the mind of a southern woman when confronted by her clueless mate… Have a great weekend, y’all!

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About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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2 Responses to Friday Sinema: Southern Mad

  1. ROFL… good scissors are definitely a thing. And scissors for different uses. My mom had hair cutting scissors that if we so much as thought about using on anything else she would come down like a rain of… well, not hell because my mom never did that, but you would most certainly get THE STARE and a stern talking to. Which, believe me, was enough to make you never want to cross her again. Dad, of course, was clueless and unaffected by THE STARE.

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