Charlotte Fair in Charlotte NC May 9, 2015
If brains were dynamite he couldn’t blow his nose
| The prodigal son’s father could have chased his son, but waited with open doors, arms and love for his return. Sometime you just have to wait with love. |
| To the ones who feel alone, seem lost, think nobody cares, go to bed alone, cry with no shoulder, and the ones in the left field, I respect you, because I used to be you. |
Some people sit a lifetime waiting on the perfect moment , while others take the moments and make a perfect lifetime.
| Only think slicker than a greased pig turned politician is a harpooned in a banana tree dipped in butter. |