I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls soft and warm continuing tapping on my roof and walls. And from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets to a land where my heart lies.
Paul Simon
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Fat Lip
Tonight I earned myself a fat lip.
But I had myself some good fun despite the results.
Biker chick fight?
ReplyDeleteOh no!!!!
ReplyDeleteWere you wrestling with Tommy again??
ReplyDeleteGood guess Money, but no. It was my friend Matthew who head-butted me. On accident.
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