cegr76
The end is tomorrow. Good luck.
I have stamps. They are old, but still good. I am old and still good. You don't have to lick me. I'll just go where you send me. But I'd prefer Hawaii.
Give it teeth. Do something tangible. Don't say you believe something and then live as if you don't. If you believe that abortion is wrong, start adopting unwanted children. If you believe that Jesus lives, then stop worrying about graves. Have a spine...with teeth.
You hit the nail on the head. You knew my motivation, my flaws and my aliases. And you loved my enough to call me out. You spoke gently, yet with authority and revealed your knowledge of me. You called me by name. I am yours.
Bunny is a woman from my old church. She wasn't soft or furry. She couldn't hop nor did she like carrots. She was just an old lady named Bunny. All I know is that I'd rather be the cat than the bunny.
Transport. Motor ways and tramlines. I'd not mind being transported somewhere else. Hanalei would be great. My wife is annoying me and the baby will cry soon. But I'd never go without them. I am happy.
The junkyard dog was a throw-away. He would have preferred to hang out on the hills of scotland and chase sheep that he had no intention of biting. Instead, the spiky dogcollar entrapped him.