and as I walked outside to start the tractor, the rain came down like a horse pissing n a flat rock, robbing me of what precious little ambition I posessed. So I took a nap. And now I’m going to go to bed.
I can handle me some of this weather. Anytime you want to bring some of this, bring it.
I stayed in a hotel room with a slow running drain. End of the week I had a particularly virulent case of athelete’s foot. I used a whole damned tube of gyne-lotrimin getting rid of it. Don’t know why but the cooch version of the stuff seems to work better than the commonly available hoof version. Talk about pussyfooting around.
