Remember when you could spend all day drinking and running through the invisible fence with the collar on?
Or hanging out on a roof, on a mild Autumn afternoon? I really liked that shirt, too bad all good things have to come to an end, eh?
Remember when you could spend all day drinking and running through the invisible fence with the collar on?
Or hanging out on a roof, on a mild Autumn afternoon? I really liked that shirt, too bad all good things have to come to an end, eh?
i have a feeling im not drinking enough
Irish Carbombs usually take care of that feeling 🙂
I remember that wild yellow hairdo. Probably as fondly as you remember my wild yellow hairdo.
Mmm! Drinking and a miniature car! Ain’t life grand? 🙂
The funny thing is Richard, they were both about the same length too.
And Morea, yes life is grand. The only real way to make that situation better would have been if we had someone who actually fit in that car. 🙂