| Call me Butter, cause I’m on a roll. |
I am not as concerned with being right as I am with no being scared to be wrong
In life, the hardness of the butter is always proportional to the softness of the bread.
I just saw a lady that had more wrinkles that a elephants ball sack. More rolls than a New York bakery. More chins than a Chinese phone book.
| Never think you are so rich that you can afford to lose a friend. You should stay latched on to friends like a long nose mosquito at a blood bank. |