"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.
Words are real only in an intellectual sense. They are not material of any kind and as such have no shape, size, mass, or structure. As kids...
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