With a groan and a moan She rose from the lounge And shuffled to the kitchen She wriggled her butt back n forth For to elicit a response She gummed a smile As she licked her lips And said 'hello big boy' I shook with fright She was a hundred and eight And I ran to find some cover For there's life in the old girl yet
cafetwo2010Harford county, Maryland USADec 12, 2011
That's what I'm talkin' about Steve! You must have run into the old hag at the airport.. I told her you'd probably be hangin' out there.
steve1223OPadelaide, South Australia AustraliaDec 12, 2011
Thanks cafetwo2010...now I know who to blame...she was muttering your name as she was shuffling after me with saliva spraying everywhere...got to run I think I hear her coming
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