To: RipSawyer
Just like electricity, I followed the path of least resistance.
Like sands thru the proverbial hour-glass...like water flowing...like them two (2) paths that appeared to that guy as he came out of the woods...like that woman with the Japanese mother and French father (long gone - but never forgotten - Sayonara Mon Cher)...like, oh heck, you get muh drift..I just held muh beer and hung on to my life.
And here I is...
64 posted on
06/28/2014 5:54:14 PM PDT by
Tainan
(Cogito, ergo conservatus sum -- "The Taliban is inside the building")
To: Tainan
“And here I is... “
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Yep an’ you could wuz mita had orter bean summers else in tire lee iffen you hadna kelp internin’ to them bars thar. Ida bean won o’ them new clear physical fellers iffen eye hadda shied clear o’ tern in them bears into me er whazzit we uz a tawkin bout? Dangit eye cane hard lee keep my bran in my cabbage head nowdays.
65 posted on
06/28/2014 7:15:56 PM PDT by
RipSawyer
(May the force be with you against the farce.)
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