If a cat lands feet first, and butter toast always falls butter side down, what happens when you glue buttered toast to a cat’s back and toss them off a roof? |
If brains were dynamite he couldn’t blow his nose
Don’t waste your time trying to find yourself, rather spend you time creating yourself
Go toe to toe with repo/revelation/reinisance Ron. You’d rather skinny dip with great whites after bathing in razor blades.
I you want to know how country folks are doing take a look at and in their sheds not their houses.