hey look!! it’s Bob Dylan
never understood all the attraction. he always reminded me of an out of place ’50s hippie.
they don’t care about babies. look how many are murdered
at least the ball comes back to you
I guess that leaves out catfish, flounder, oysters, clams, lobsters, crawfish, pigs, chicken,
we all gotta go. enjoying one of your pleasures is a good way, instead of a block of tofu and kale icy.
a little cynical, huh? sounds like you had a bad childhood.
my dog is deaf. she watches for my hand signals, unless she wants to do her own thing.
do what I did. I sold the ring for a down payment on a new truck. oh, and her…. we stayed bed buddies till I met someone else.