Early Thursday TB: ‘TA’ Does Not Always Mean ‘Tits an’ Ass’

I cannot find my Gladys Lehanni Post. Give me time… Arrived Tel Aviv one afternoon Late ‘78. Soon to be Stoned, Dazed and Confused and Somewhat Abused. One of my fellow SFM drivers, Perry, a good bud of mine, had convoyed with me through the Sinai Desert and into TA. Each of us driving deuce … Continue reading Early Thursday TB: ‘TA’ Does Not Always Mean ‘Tits an’ Ass’