Everyone needed to poop, but there were no restrooms for the wicked. "Eleanor gee I think you're swell..." You know the song. That's where pride and joy comes from.
ahhh yes. She did always chide me for never knowing the lyrics or their significance. O well. A man more intent on wooing would have known, and that was both of our points.
Most recently the girls from Chester lamented, "That bitch hated us. Remember when you introduced us? She hated us, you know she did." I couldn't disagree, only now it didn't matter as much.
is that....?
ReplyDeleteEveryone needed to poop, but there were no restrooms for the wicked.
ReplyDelete"Eleanor gee I think you're swell..." You know the song. That's where pride and joy comes from.
ahhh yes. She did always chide me for never knowing the lyrics or their significance. O well. A man more intent on wooing would have known, and that was both of our points.
ReplyDeleteBut you'll always have Chesterfield...
ReplyDeleteMost recently the girls from Chester lamented, "That bitch hated us. Remember when you introduced us? She hated us, you know she did." I couldn't disagree, only now it didn't matter as much.
ReplyDelete"Nothing really matters much
ReplyDeleteit's doom alone that counts"
---Bob Dylan
Kelly doesn't even know who Jeff is, right?
ReplyDeleteGood ole eb. Y'ole scrooge!
ReplyDeleteCome on, big money!
ReplyDeleteOh, those were the years. If only I'd known what the future held, Id have taken more advantage of "big money" and such.
ReplyDeleteSuch being Joan
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