Location: Cinderbag Golf and Country Club, state of grace
You can't live if living is without me. You can't give. You can't give any more. Within me, without me, it never pays to doubt me. Too sweet to be sour, too nice to be mean. If I was breakfast sausage, I'd be the Jimmy Dean. It's one thing to wonder, another to stink, it's helpful to launder your socks in the sink.
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