Now John at the bar is a friend of mine. He gets me my drinks for free. And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke, but there's someplace that he'd rather be. He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me," as a smile ran away from his face. "Well, I'm sure that I could be a movie star if I could get out of this place."
Monday, November 3, 2008
"Here I am drinking grape juice and you're saying it interacts with poltergeists?"
Yeah, that's gotta go somewhere (along with a divergence on "haint blue" and how grape juice ain't haint blue).