Ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves.
Then there's Bob Weir's shorts. Ignore them, get in the groove and thank God for his mercy. Speaking of which, picked up a valu pak of 9mm today. Time to take that little pistol out for a spin. Fire onna mountain style.
Cheers,
LSP
Can you, dear friends, call the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines? Go on I challenge you, carry on and good luck. If, in the unlikely event that you'll win this challenge, you get a free weekend at REFORM, or, ahem, Farmers.
Your Best Pal,
LSP
I steal your face, no small thing, eh? So I asked a nun, once, "Weren't you at the Fillmore? You told me you were." She looked at me, all Habit and steely eyed aged, and said, "No, I was not." Wow, why did you just lie to me, old woman? Perhaps she thought she'd look in-a-gadda-da-vida bad. On the contrary, sister.
Oh well, I file this intriguing story under "anything else I care to think of." More guns, fishing, country life to follow. God's a given.
Morning Dew,
LSP
