At the Lick for Lickmas 2014
| You’d rather be super glued to the Tasmanian Devil in a phone booth than to slap me with a smile and tell me it’s a kiss. Wolves can’t hide. |
I’m learning brain cells come and go, but fat cells live forever.
Some folks are as confused as an Amish electrician at a power plant or as lost as Mike Tyson at a spelling bee
| Scared-huge, Afraid-everyday, skeptical-always, traumatized-regularly, but none will keep me from fighting onward. Love conquers all. |
| That awkward moment when you realize when your wife said she was hungry you were not supposed to say “me too, what are you cooking for dinner?” |