When NJ meets FL, which is probably how I tumbled into this guy. Hot water music. Or bouncing souls and hwm. Wish I was really tumbling into him tonight, but Banjo just tried to eat my finger, which was slimey and cute. Shes alright too. She does enjoy treated warm water, music, Dickens, and eating my finger. But this is not a dating ad for my toad. I cant go on, my heads grown too heavy, I need that song, those trusty chords could pull me thru. And early on, I saw the warning signs and symptoms all day long, wonder how far from here well fall. Now see theres a good song called Trusty Chords, and if that doesnt get you all a-twitter, that one song I like got a nod inside of another, then your heart is dead.
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 03:08:03 +0000