Ladles and Jellyspoons, hobos and tramps, cross-eyed mosquitoes and bow-legged ants,
I come before you to stand behind you to tell you something I know nothing about.
This Thursday, which is Good Friday, there's a Mother's Day meeting for fathers only; Please wear your best clothes even if you haven't got any.
Please come if you can't; but if you can, then please stay at home.
Admission is free, please pay at the door; Then pull up a chair and sit on the floor. It makes no difference where you sit, 'Cause the man on the balcony is sure to spit.
I have nothing to say, but before you go, let me tell you a story I don't really know :
One fine day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight Back to back they faced each other, then drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman who heard their cry, came and caught the two dead guys.
If you don't believe this story is true, ask the blind man; he saw it too Through a knothole in a wooden brick wall. And the man with no legs ran away from it all.
A little something my dad quoted the other day while we were driving.
Ah, nice. Pretty inconspicuous earbuds. I like those kinds. Yep, that's pretty much how it goes. Also someone will post a picture of an airpod and ask, "Is this anyone's?" And pretty much anyone will claim it.
Yep, they're pretty nice. Oh wow, lol. xD That sucks for whoever actually lost them.
Yep. Exactly. It's so easy for anyone just to go "It's mine."
Yep. Same with me. It's been a long time and our LEGO childhood has come a long way. Yeah, probably not worth it. I'm sure it's online anyway or something.
A very long way, and nowhere near its end. >: D Wait, I just realized I'm legally an AFOL. (>,>) Heh, yeah.
Indeed. From childhood and all the way through adulthood. Awesome! Welcome to the AFOL club. Yep.
Ladles and Jellyspoons, hobos and tramps, cross-eyed mosquitoes and bow-legged ants,
I come before you to stand behind you to tell you something I know nothing about.
This Thursday, which is Good Friday, there's a Mother's Day meeting for fathers only; Please wear your best clothes even if you haven't got any.
Please come if you can't; but if you can, then please stay at home.
Admission is free, please pay at the door; Then pull up a chair and sit on the floor. It makes no difference where you sit, 'Cause the man on the balcony is sure to spit.
I have nothing to say, but before you go, let me tell you a story I don't really know :
One fine day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight Back to back they faced each other, then drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman who heard their cry, came and caught the two dead guys.
If you don't believe this story is true, ask the blind man; he saw it too Through a knothole in a wooden brick wall. And the man with no legs ran away from it all.
A little something my dad quoted the other day while we were driving.
