Music
Listening to music
Coming out of everywhere.
I forgot the time.
Listening to music
Coming out of everywhere.
I forgot the time.
I got one question:
Why yinz talk funny n'at?
'Cuz it's a 'Burgh thing.
The open windows
Let torrential rains inside.
Soaked toilet paper.
Frost on the windshield,
And on the roof of my truck,
Beautiful ice swirls.
In desperation,
I started writing haiku.
A bad idea?
I love podcasts. In fact, if I like you, I will generally listen to yours.
Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. There seems to be an infestation of stinkbugs going on over here.