Once upon a time, I climbed these stairs. I felt mighty that day. I will feel mighty again, like last week when, on a hike I hopped a fence. With a little help from my friends.
Friday, November 15, 2013
TGIF
It's been a hard week, folks. That's the way it is sometimes. My house is as clean as a whistle, though. (Come to think of it, how clean is a whistle? What with all that spit and all?)
Once upon a time, I climbed these stairs. I felt mighty that day. I will feel mighty again, like last week when, on a hike I hopped a fence. With a little help from my friends.
Once upon a time, I climbed these stairs. I felt mighty that day. I will feel mighty again, like last week when, on a hike I hopped a fence. With a little help from my friends.
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