Born on the tundra and raised by wolves, now lost in the big city
Veni, vidi, vino
It wasn’t so much lost, as wadded up and tossed away.
I give you the fifteen….
Crash!
Ten commandments!
Perhaps a creme brulee alamode?
Don’t get mad at the moles for enjoying your yard, that’s like blaming the fish for hanging around in the ocean.
The baseball player, the inventor, or the other guy?
If he was bigger they could just run him through the car wash.
I realized long ago that I could either have nice furniture, or pets. Not both. I think I made the right choice.
Make him stand in the corner until it shows up.
Deam, Dream, Drea,
When I want you, in my arms
When I want you, and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream….
Veni, vidi, vino