Yabuut, did he get you set out straight in the end?
In that short time that I lived with the gypsies, they taught me many things.
They taught me how to cook a three minute egg in a minute and 42 seconds.
They taught me how to play the violin so that people cried. Some screamed, but most cried.
They taught me how to read people’s fortunes in the table leaves. They weren’t the smartest band of gypsies.
Oh, the lessons my Dad taught me.
A bird in the hand, will probably crap on your shoe.
Women are like a bus. She won’t miss you with that pistol.
Red sky at night.....sailor’s delight. Red sky at morning....you forgot to blow out the candle.
I treasure these things in my heart.