The thoughts of MW is how it started out. No reference to chicken or how crispy they can be. The idea is that thoughts are golden nuggets to be stored for later times in life.
Saturday, February 22, 2014
For my lady.
If ever I am chatting to you and then randomly (and without a goodbye) disappear, it is for my lady. She trumps all others. Apologies if I've offended any. It wasn't on purpose. This...is for my lawn.
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