Doggerel November 13, 2014 / Thoughts On The Dead / 1 Comment It piles up fast and high. Gets on top of you quick. Don’t call the ball– you don’t got it. Related Uncategorized Previous post Don't Stop Him: He's On A Roll Next post Clothes Horse 1 Comment Anchovy Rancher November 13, 2014 at 8:51 pm This takes me back to days when I should have died riding that 8’6″ Gordon and Smith spoon. Allot of times. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply
This takes me back to days when I should have died riding that 8’6″ Gordon and Smith spoon. Allot of times.