Mother Hood and The Pleasures of Growing Old and Texas


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Across the street from Wal-Mart
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When I was a baby I slept soundly without any teeth. Now that I am old I sleep soundly with out any teeth.

Ahh the small pleasures of life. Just because there is snow on the chimney doesn’t mean there isn’t fire in the imagination department.

Don’t write me. I know this is most likely his grand daughter. Then maybe not. Maybe this honey likes them old enough that they own their own wheels.

Finally, you gotta love Texas

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