The Old Man by the Sea, the Sea has water, the Man...Nam!!
Her nicely chilled bottle of wine didn’t last long, so Matt opened some red. The wine had certainly livened him up, but he wasn’t any happier, Hope thought as she took the casserole off the range and covered it with tinfoil.
What She Wants
In the scribble dribble for education, I can’t believe how ingenious the nifty are. You have a group of youngsters who need to dream and leave the drug life. And we form a convenient rat poison budget to cut off education by 600 Billion. And we cut the gasoline so they don’t have gasoline to go to school or work..
And we form an economy where Reaganomic comes back to haunt us and break the buying power of the dollar we receive or the one we earn.
Not so unifity in hating those who came from our bowels. Reminds me of the ostrich that leaves her young to havoc.
Even if we gain the White House whence we get a tinno-trap to open the gate to set our children free from our ill will, and the net we have set for them with our gray hairs..