How life changes!
So, me and Florian were out for a stroll this evening, still humming the
tunes of that great Texas troubador Mr. Donald Edwards. He has so many
gritty dittys which stick in the mind.
across a very small, poor country called Kentucky. We were very
fortunate in that as we strolled along the main street of Kentucky we
happened across a gentleman named Tom. T. Hall. He had just been ejected
from a bar and as we helped him back on his feet he started singing, "I
Can't Drink"! He was accompanied by a huge crowd of ne-er-do-wells and
vagabonds who kept insisting the gentleman could indeed drink, but after
very many complicated discussions we thought it safer to get the heck
out of Kentucky and head back to Texas. Mr. Hall meantime kept yelling,
"SORRY", but we never found out just what he was so sorry for. Tragic.
At least, back in Texas, we know when a guy is sorry.
(Or not.)
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AWB
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