You see a guy with one leg, he's got a story. "Land mine '69." You see a guy with one arm, he's got a story, too. "Snow blower, bottle of whiskey." You see a guy with one tooth, what would the story be? "Well, uh, I like a lot of taffy."
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tippy Hedren, I am Not
Whilst sleeping this late morning, a bird flew into our room! We had the window open. Craziest thing I have ever seen. I didn't have my glasses on, so it scared the hell out of me. Damn thing bouncing off walls. It was like a big blur of craziness! Jody got it out. But, man, it was an exciting three minutes!
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