At the speakeasy in St. Louis...playing along to The Beatles. I stopped and sort of shrugged my shoulders like "I can't play along with The Beatles." A man sitting at the bar said, "Be a fucking musician." and his tone made me sit back down and bash out anything I could think of until the kids started to applaud.
With legs like this I just might start my foot fetish. better late than never. thanks Kelly and thanks to the Lemp Mansion for not kicking us out...
I can explain everything...
my new job running the tractor at the applecrest farm in Hampton Falls. You can see the van in the back.
see you later Kelly...
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That tractor has a pretty wide stance. must be a row ho-er. And what's that box truck you're sitting on used for? I like the paint job.
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