homeless I used to be but then it all changed and roasted ribs with barbecue sauce were a constant to me. lining up, holding their dishes, serving themselves with a precision that the credit would be given with no indecision. and now Ive got a home but Im no longer at the scales therell be no more flirting when performing the sales. now here I am to pronounce my sorrow its really tough to bear their absence though I know it made no sense my presence there.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 12:44:59 +0000
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