You ladies are killin me.
I feel like a second grade little boy being picked on by sixth grade girls.
It’s almost as funny as when my youngest son pants me at the Wal-Mart check out in Vegas.
It was a hot day so I had my summer shorts on.
That little bassturd pulled down my shorts and both of them started laughing their azzes off.
I couldn’t pull my shorts up fast enough.
Luckily I had clean underwear on that day.
Yeah ,fruit of the looms.
I guess the fruit doesn’t fall very far from the tree.
My two favorite songs about drinking…
https://youtu.be/97ECZMvbLxg?t=1
https://youtu.be/nBFdvcF7auY?t=5
for # 1 NWO Hate at 1:35 pm:
There’s a version of…
One bourbon..one scotch one beer..
By John Lee Hooker..
The Rising Sun Collection 1977.
It has a different groove to it.
Check it out if you haven’t heard it.
😀
Thanks, Angel. 🙂
Don’t know why my computer can’t do that anymore… guess I was having too much fun with it. 🙁
for flee @ 5:56 pm (Here’s John Lee Hooker’s 1977 recording. His first cover was in 1966):
Check out the original recording (written by Rudy Toombs and recorded by Amos Milburn in 1953):
Had to join in. 🙂
You ladies are killin me.
I feel like a second grade little boy being picked on by sixth grade girls.
It’s almost as funny as when my youngest son pants me at the Wal-Mart check out in Vegas.
It was a hot day so I had my summer shorts on.
That little bassturd pulled down my shorts and both of them started laughing their azzes off.
I couldn’t pull my shorts up fast enough.
Luckily I had clean underwear on that day.
Yeah ,fruit of the looms.
I guess the fruit doesn’t fall very far from the tree.
Just go lightly on me…
I’m still feeling very fragile.
Jesus flee,
Leave some for me will ya!
flee- 🙂