The last shopper at the yard sale (eight words)
all of this junk
just feels
picked over
I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards. I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
all of this junk
just feels
picked over
Labels: Eight Words
2 comments:
I kinda feel like that myself today....
Wanna buy an Operation game? It doesn't make the buzzing sound and it's missing half the organs, but it can still be fun for the kids! Only 50 cents, but for you, a quarter.
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