I don't have parents...I fell out of a pram in Kensington Gardens...i am however a kinda Daddy...wendy gull and Pluck and i adopted The Lost Boys...we git to fly and stuff...we teach them wooden swordfighting and give them thimbles and silver acorns...sumtums we wead to dem...we are fierce... sign Pramfailure, a widdle white bud.
How 'bout 3 clowns short of a circus...now that is fun...a pair of Dancing Bears Drinkin beer on command. a bearded lady and a goat named Regina Negra...Oh and a brace of large puppies sharing a bone
Everybody is entitled to their own opinion...I am well aware of his endeavors on helping the environment...he could have done that with his money, not by risking his family's joy...He sickend me when he flashed the infant child in front of the croc...can you spell irresponsible???...I can't but I know what it is.
The man was a fool for not giving up the thrills when he had his first child...he was a multimillionaire,egotistical idiot and what did he leave behind?? a heartbroken widow, two devasted children and a world of fans who miss him...all for selfish ego.
Well when I was 49 i was living with a beautiful girl of 23..but it wasn't the physical beauty i was attracted too...it was her mind and zest for life...she was a college grad working on her Masters...been to Africa twice was teaching yoga...we had a great experience for a year and parted as best of friends...for me it is the mind of the one I am with...the physical is yeah icning, but real sweet too.
I was given the chicken eggg question by a 7th grade teacher on a Friday and was told to have an answer by Monday...I pondered for a while then on Monday told the teacher that according to the bible and the 6 days of creation the fowls of the air came first...there was mention of eggs...that was when we were allowed to have morning devotions in school...my how times have changed.
I always do the salt over the left shoulder, will never walk under a ladder, avoid black cats...My granny dreamed of a white cat one time...she came downstairs crying and told us to be careful that day...When I went to the apartment where I was staying my girlfriend and I got this awful feeling she chalked crosses on my door and windows...We felt so cold and horribly scared that I actually spent the night in a motel...reading Gideon's Bible...next morning went back to apartment and there had been a murder commited in the one directly below me...I was actually questioned by detectives and given a lie detector test some days later...which of course I passed...they just could not believe the story about the cold scarey feeling and sleeping in a motel.
Ok call it misery and me an ignorant Phoo...I still love words and poetry I see Chaucer in alot of things, El Cid, Cervantes, Summerset maugh. papa hemingway and Heathcliff in Cathy. dolorouso.
RE: Do people over 25 still live with parents??
Damme my eyes, thet is two sad...become a Lost Boy and we'll giveya an acorn.sign Pan and Co.