Not every story has to have a moral or a profound message attached. Sometimes you just have to tell the story about the time your sister held you down and let the dog lick you in the face. And your daddy put you in the cotton trailer filled with cedar shavings that you used for the horse stalls and said, Fight it out. And then you made your big sister eat the shavings--because if you didnt show her that she couldnt treat you that way, then you would always be soaked in dog drool. Dog drool is good only if you like and want to be kissed, but you still want the dog to respect you in the morning. Somehow this story didnt exactly pan out the way it should have, but if you think on it...itll sink in. Yeah, thats all I got for the night. Sleep well, my precious.
Posted on: Thu, 30 Jan 2014 04:20:58 +0000
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