I had some soup with country vegetables, some fig newtons, and saw a pick up truck. I knew then I was in Sweet Country Mountain. The only thing better would be to have a Sweet Country Mountain gal by my side.
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Do you ever come across these people who act like they know you? stare or even say something as though they have some sort of agenda with you? Get off my dizzle for shizzle. For real fool. You don't know me. Delusional whack-oes.
Sheesh,
Dj Lipton
P.S. original photo by my Mom on a trip to Florida. How you gonna get to Florida?!