for those who care, or attend this service:
the rental was delivered sat., in plent'o time
to make the Grizzly Bear show in Louisville but it was
a tank provided by the United States Army. They just
took the guns off, & painted over the green.
estimations proceeded from equations & the like, so on & so forth (dot,dot,dot)
gas to fill a 10 passenger people mover:
well I figure a 37g tank X (on average, 3 pound 75)
that equals on or around $138.75
let's let x equal absurdity, & y equal are you outta your mind?
summation to just stay h-o-m-e.
gutted, sliced, fabric, institutionalized, shock therapy
for missing the bears. have to hear jealous tales from mates who attended
previous gatherings. living vicariously through others.
things looking on the flip though, this morn trading this for that,
tick for tat,......
i swear on my old dead dogs grave it's 13 times bigger than it looks
sorry, SPSD (small penis syndrome dudes) geta life.
feeling more comfy in this:
yay!!
3 comments:
Much more your style. Glad to hear you could trade out the army truck... or at least that's what I'm guessing all that jabbering boils down to.
Wow Gina! I've always admired you for saying what you feel. Someone has finally used the word "jabbering" in a sentence referring to me. Thanks for breaking the proverbial ice. Flood waters,... you are now free to flow!
Ha ha ha. I say jabbering with the utmost respect and affection. I personally like the jabbers... it's almost like a riddle that I have to figure out. I usually just read your blog instead of doing the crossword puzzle in the daily newspaper.
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