They just keep rolling in, good Molly, good golly.
Moly holy! I think you mean Miss Molly.
I sure did, thanks for the correction. I guess my brain was out and down.
Just another of the pains and aches that one must bear.
It’s a burden, but don’t let it become crossing a bear.
Makes me think of The Wizard of Oz.
You know, bears and lions and tigers, oh my!
It’s neither fowl nor fish to me.
Let’s get down to the real gritty-nitty.
I’m not making a testament and last will about it.
Maybe you should, because it looks like this thread might be going on long after most of us are buried and dead.
I think I love you, from toe to head.
Which could be expected when dealing with a handsome, dark, and tall stranger.
“Give and take” may be your idea of a healthy relationship, but mine is “take and maybe give”.
Oh break me a give please.
I’m going to throw a flag on this one as it is not an actual FB.
You may rave and rant, but that’s how I see it.
His rules! Mr Mustard is our master and lord.
If you don’t enforce the proper practices and standards, everything just descends into chaos.
Hold on, I just saw a ladder and hook tear down my street.
Going with all whistles and bells I presume?
Yeah, he was driving furious and fast.