Peppers don’t bother me except on the way out. Perhaps I can get a kommunist to kiss it.
Cheech and Chong – Big Bambu 1972 – Parlez vous a humma humma…
In short, the universe is a beach.
I learned history from Mr. Peabody (and Sherman).
Alas, no PhD in Equine Art. But, possibly, a line printer image of a horse made on a mainframe impact printer.
In the vacuum of space, no one can hear you bark.
At the (now filled in) cut on Bolivar I was the catcher of little bait-stealin’ hardheads.
I’d recommend a couple of Jack London’s: “Jerry of the Islands” and “Michael, Brother of Jerry”.
If only…
Just one of many reasons to “close” windows and use Linux.
Peppers don’t bother me except on the way out. Perhaps I can get a kommunist to kiss it.