"Could we have kippers for breakfast
Mummy dear, Mummy dear.
They got to have 'em in Texas
'Cos everyone's a millionaire."
Adds a whole new meaning to Grand Slam, now doesn't it, Brad?
-bill kenny
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
It's amazing how a religious devotion, a commemoration, and remembrance, really, evolved into an all-the-candy-you-can-eat-without-barfi...
 
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