And I cross the road without looking both ways. Of course it’s a lonely country road, but still.
As long as you keep your nose to the grind stone, don’t cry over spilled milk, don’t count your chickens before they are hatched, and realize that one man’s food is another man’s poison.
Toonerific about 8 years ago
And I cross the road without looking both ways. Of course it’s a lonely country road, but still.
J Short about 8 years ago
As long as you keep your nose to the grind stone, don’t cry over spilled milk, don’t count your chickens before they are hatched, and realize that one man’s food is another man’s poison.