30th ANNUAL LIZARD LICK FESTIVAL
Last night you slept under a blanket of freedom stitched together by death service and lives of our soldiers
| If the path is overgrown with briars and bristles that sear the very flesh from your body blaze onward. Scars are just tattoos with better stories. |
| If you’re going to herd cattle through town, do it on a Sunday. There’s less traffic and fewer folks to fight, and the cows seem to not mind the bull as much. |
He’s as baffled as Adam on Mothers Day
| Love can hurt you, trust can kill you, and being honest will get you hated. But by doing these you will always be able to live with no regrets. |