I
didn't come here to stay, I came to make a difference.
This is not a fight, it's a Jihad.
Even a blind hog will root out an acorn every once in a while.
I have 200 acres of woods north of Tallahassee where I have an old log cabin. I just wanted to build a little cook shack out back...
A
cut dog barks.
I can't get my mind around that.
And he smote them with he jawbone of an ass.
It's a sorry frog who won't holler in his own pond.
Gotcha.
We've got to go to the lick log.
I don't care a whit. Not a whit.
The old He-Coon walks just before the light of day...
