gives new meaning to the phrase “talking heads”
I was a highwaymanAlong the coach roads I did rideWith xxxx and xxxx by my sideMany a young maid, lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier, shed his lifeblood on my bladeThe xxxxx hung meIn the spring of twenty-fiveBut I am still alive
if you are not part of the solution then you are part of the problem
darn kids will tell on you every time
If we are not here to help each other, then what are we here for?
we like what we like. no judgement here
1500 square feet will not be big enough AND they are out in the woods not the beach! no way ! never! nuh uh ! do NOT get talked into this Janis
wait! they have a shore? has this been mentioned before?
even now, when I have been out for the day, I often look at the spot where the phone used to be looking for a flashing message light
remember when you were a kid and summer days were so long? I’m 73 and mind you I adore this child but I’ve had a 6 year old in my business all day long for the last 2 months. this has been the longest summer of my life.
gives new meaning to the phrase “talking heads”