tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post7294974992514063683..comments2023-07-18T09:49:59.604+01:00Comments on here is a b♥x, a ♫♪ musical ♪♫ b♥x: crazyI, Like The Viewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00423569600315825506noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-24176195871691552712008-01-14T14:48:00.000+00:002008-01-14T14:48:00.000+00:00I'm slip sliding away with you shotand I think the...I'm slip sliding away with you <B>shot</B><BR/><BR/>and I think the stains could be anything you wanted them to be<BR/><BR/>;-)<BR/><BR/>bit like a blog really<BR/><BR/>XX<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>and <B>mel</B> I <I>know</I> you are, and I <I>knew</I> you were last week<BR/><BR/>and watch that gordie. . . there is more to him than meets the eye<BR/><BR/><BR/><B>gordie</B> it's in the eye of the beholder, and only skin deep - unless of course you are referring to inner beauty<BR/><BR/>;-)<BR/><BR/><B>shot</B> hello again, my friend<BR/><BR/><BR/><B>mig</B> I did, once, and a very lovely crazy it was too. . .<BR/><BR/><BR/><B>dave</B> sh<I>hhhhhhhhhhhhh</I>, that was supposed to be a secretI, Like The Viewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00423569600315825506noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-71108013709828072522008-01-14T04:41:00.000+00:002008-01-14T04:41:00.000+00:00are those pee stains on the stones?are those pee stains on the stones?Rimshothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10704736086427919860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-88690398404267045622008-01-13T20:05:00.000+00:002008-01-13T20:05:00.000+00:00Still CrazyWords & music by Paul SimonI met my old...Still Crazy<BR/>Words & music by Paul Simon<BR/><BR/>I met my old lover<BR/>On the street last night<BR/>She seemed so glad to see me<BR/>I just smiled<BR/>And we talked about some old times<BR/>And we drank ourselves some beers<BR/>Still crazy afler all these years<BR/>Oh, still crazy after all these years<BR/><BR/>Im not the kind of man<BR/>Who tends to socialize<BR/>I seem to lean on<BR/>Old familiar ways<BR/>And I aint no fool for love songs<BR/>That whisper in my ears<BR/>Still crazy afler all these years<BR/>Oh, still crazy after all these years<BR/><BR/>Four in the morning<BR/>Crapped out, yawning<BR/>Longing my life a--way<BR/>Ill never worry<BR/>Why should i? <BR/>Its all gonna fade<BR/><BR/>Now I sit by my window<BR/>And I watch the cars<BR/>I fear Ill do some damage<BR/>One fine day<BR/>But I would not be convicted<BR/>By a jury of my peers<BR/>Still crazy after all these years<BR/>Oh, still crazy<BR/>Still crazy<BR/>Still crazy after all these years<BR/><BR/><BR/>Except for the 'not convicted' part...that pretty much sums up me. And I don't even like Paul Simon.Rimshothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10704736086427919860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-58004481455205227192008-01-13T18:33:00.000+00:002008-01-13T18:33:00.000+00:00It's a pretty compilation of broken-ness.I like wh...It's a pretty compilation of broken-ness.<BR/>I like what Gordie said--which is starting to work out that way quite frequently so I oughta pay attention to that.<BR/><BR/>((((((( ILTV ))))))))<BR/><BR/>Ya know I'm thinkin' of ya even when I'm not here--Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408403855260279799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-290180656723573292008-01-13T17:43:00.000+00:002008-01-13T17:43:00.000+00:00Some broken things are really quite beautiful.Some broken things are really quite beautiful.Gordiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11847827252511368862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-3502920534033857222008-01-13T17:38:00.000+00:002008-01-13T17:38:00.000+00:00Yay! I'm not alone!Hello again my friend. Nice sto...Yay! I'm not alone!<BR/><BR/>Hello again my friend. Nice stones.Rimshothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10704736086427919860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-48293740833250039332008-01-13T17:31:00.000+00:002008-01-13T17:31:00.000+00:00If you made some holes in the concrete bits, you c...If you made some holes in the concrete bits, you could grow stuff like camomile and thyme. If it's your own crazy that is.mig bardsleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03300752183969606815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099497818457531399.post-35589587303984777952008-01-13T16:27:00.000+00:002008-01-13T16:27:00.000+00:00Is that where the bodies are buried?Is that where the bodies are buried?Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.com