I'm not arguing, I'm just explaining why I'm right.
Well, I could agree with you--but then we'd both be wrong.
A flock of flirting flamingos is pure, passionate, pink pandemonium-a frenetic flamingle-mangle-a discordant discotheque of delirious dancing, flamboyant feathers, and flamingo lingo.
You are my sun, my moon, and all of my stars.
Was it a bad day?
Or was it a bad five minutes that you milked all day?
A person's a person no matter how small.
Vette, you can make your own SHOE!
I drink coffee so I don't kill you.
I quilt so I don't kill you.
Do you see a theme?
Faith isn't something that keeps bad things from happening. Faith is what helps us get through bad things when they do happen.
Momala wrote:Glad you didn't have them while you were in Texas!!
Glad you didn't have them while you were in Texas!!
Aw you would have loved them Momala! They grow on you :p