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are we not just the sweetiest little thangs!
I remember when we were in third grade
Didn’t we always laugh?
Swinging double
Getting in trouble
Climbing trees
Skinning our knees
Chocolate long johns, digging for treasure, and Morris code
Wasn’t it great to be eight years old?
I remember when we were in middle school
Didn’t we do such crazy things?
Racing the train
Playing in the rain
Cartwheels all the way to school
We were so cool
Frances and Robbie, changes, anger, and pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain?
I remember when we were seniors
Didn’t we have any fear at all?
Behind the bandroom during lunch
Hangin’ with the crazy bunch
Poetry class
Full of sass
Shauntee, Journey, Mr. Coleman, and the bathroom trick
Why did we have to grow up so damn quick?
I remember the good times and the bad
Has it really been over 30 years we share?
My oldest and dearest friend
My love to you I do send
No greater friendship can be found
Our minds, our hearts, and our souls are bound
And that I’m trying so hard to say
I’m thankful the Lord sent you my way.
Can I touch you? Are you out of touch? Can I take you out for awhile? Can I bring you into the light? Come on, hold me tight... Are you afraid of the Dangerous Types?
Brat & Critter
are we not just the sweetiest little thangs!
This is us...
Our favorite places to wander around
- Abandoned
- Bug-Lambchop-David or come up with your own!
- Channeled Paintings & Art in Nature
- Chocolate&Peanut center Hard Sweet shell on the OUTSIDE
- CircusLife
- Clarise - The Other bestest Friend in the World
- Eclectic
- Eddies
- Green Lib
- Greenery in Baghdad
- I give a RatsAss about Susie
- Ink Spots
- Jb3LL3
- Live from Iraq
- Lushy
- Pud
- Pure Light
- Random tantrums
- Seeing Earth (w/2 dollar bill eyes)
- Shawns
- Site Feed
- SoozieQ
- StevenNovak
- Swampy Things
- YPS!
- ~d
My Friend, I remember…
Didn’t we always laugh?
Swinging double
Getting in trouble
Climbing trees
Skinning our knees
Chocolate long johns, digging for treasure, and Morris code
Wasn’t it great to be eight years old?
I remember when we were in middle school
Didn’t we do such crazy things?
Racing the train
Playing in the rain
Cartwheels all the way to school
We were so cool
Frances and Robbie, changes, anger, and pain
Everything to lose and nothing to gain?
I remember when we were seniors
Didn’t we have any fear at all?
Behind the bandroom during lunch
Hangin’ with the crazy bunch
Poetry class
Full of sass
Shauntee, Journey, Mr. Coleman, and the bathroom trick
Why did we have to grow up so damn quick?
I remember the good times and the bad
Has it really been over 30 years we share?
My oldest and dearest friend
My love to you I do send
No greater friendship can be found
Our minds, our hearts, and our souls are bound
And that I’m trying so hard to say
I’m thankful the Lord sent you my way.
8 comments:
That's sad in connection with the date on the image. :(
Ha! Whose ass is that anyway? lol
Yeah, it is sad. I found him last night. I think it was Friday that I was trying to get the picture.
hehe.. glad he won't be seeing THAT!! But that is the 'smiley faced ass of the boy child'!
I thought it might be da boy. He wouldn't be happy to see it?
oh he wouldn't care! That boy ain't shy.
In that case, tell him to quit being so stingy with the cheeks. hehe
hehe... he just came in here and said "mom, is that my ass up on the internet?"
I said, "do you mind?" and he came back with "nah, its fine" LOL
Boy's getting a little cheeky in his old age. hehe
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