The mosquito that bit him last night is hungover this morning.
| Got to be smarter than the equipment you’re operating at some point. |
| 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. |
| You can count me out, you can count me in. Heck, you can count me done if you want but bottom line is your can count on me. |
He’s as baffled as Adam on Mothers Day