Sunday, August 31, 2008

Of barbeques, black socks and a broken down boy

  1. We had a mini barbeque. The smell wafted all the way from the front porch into my room.

  2. My new black socks came in a blue and orange plastic bag.

  3. This remake:



I've been spending my money
In the old town
It's not the same honey
With you not around
I've been spending my time
In the old town
I sure miss you honey
Now you're not around
You're not around
This old town

Hola!


:)

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