I fear the morrow... A pall shall fall upon us from afar...
No, wait, hang on, he's gonna let me ride he's bike...![]()
I fear the morrow... A pall shall fall upon us from afar...
No, wait, hang on, he's gonna let me ride he's bike...![]()
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
If he brings the bike alluded to... the seat shall be ripe and ready in the state it's in...
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
On the back of a bike...?
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
ok.. maybe I shall attempt to bake... just for you...
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
Humpffftt!! I am MORE than capable of baking the required patisserie! The affront that you "send down the leftovers"... How rude!
As for the ride on prior mentioned beasty.. I shall arrange for photographic evidence... only for the jealous of course!
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
Shhhhhh big guy, I was not insinuating you cant bake.......I thought you were looking a bit thin in your recent pics and could do with a feed of heavy, undercooked, revolting leftover my cake is all
I would have ridden it too.......but I cant touch the ground on tippy toes even......... (ok that was a HUGE porky, the touch the ground thing and the ride thing)
I just wanted some attention from you Mom! Everyone was picking on me at the party...I still had fun... but not as much as I would have had up there...
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They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
Watch out...here he comes
If a man answers a question in the forest.....But there is no woman to hear him.....Is he still wrong?
R.I.P. Brett Sproull
Dont Hit Kids.No. Seriously.They Have Guns Now.
Not yet he hasn't... but with a little coaxing... he might...![]()
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
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