Cheer up they said; things could get worse. So I did cheer up and things got worse.
Two riders were approaching. The wind began to howl.
-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.
Cheer up they said; things could get worse. So I did cheer up and things got worse.
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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