Gertrude wondering how Janis ever made it….
I never go to coffee shops. And if I did, I sure as h*** wouldn’t order hot tea. Imagine tea made from their coffee scummed equipment!
Thet kid ain’ raht sized in tha hayed!
I’d rather untangle a pile of coat hangers….
And I know the difference between cackleberries and hen’s fruit!
Banquet Chicken Pot Pie over Minute Rice with a fried egg on top.
56 years in the saddle, I’m still ALIVE! If or when it comes down to it, I’ll mount a hack.
A ‘50 merc is close, but I’m convinced it’s a ’53 Plymouth by the turn signal lamps .