oh when i was a little boz
i put awaz mz action tozs, well i became obsessed with operation
with hearts and minds and certin glands zou learn to keep a steadz hand
and thus began a morbid fasination
with sweatbreads
i can taste what zou were thinking
thats the tast of nurons blinking
give mee zour thoughts abouuuut
sweeetbreadsssss
brunch of brains on rze with tea makes me a happz daz
beer for desert
eat zour heart out,
clint
wow! and eeww...you know that your grandfather (my dad) was from a family of slovaks...are you having your fill of pierogies and bobka??and then there are the icky things as shown above :) great to hear from you
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ReplyDelete"early reports of cannibalism..a large kettle on the stove.."
bye!!!!!
hahahaha! oh rob, he always reminds me of something, back when we did business. ;)
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