I believe in some strange way one of those pigeons…
JarvoSpeaks - Mar 5, 2007
I believe in some strange way one of those pigeons may have been your departed Uncle Chester, returned in spirt form just to say, “It’s all right, young Harold, I understand, we all go through these things. However, just to even things up I pooped on your beamer.”
I believe in some strange way one of those pigeons may have been your departed Uncle Chester, returned in spirt form just to say, “It’s all right, young Harold, I understand, we all go through these things. However, just to even things up I pooped on your beamer.”
I believe in some strange way one of those pigeons may have been your departed Uncle Chester, returned in spirt form just to say, “It’s all right, young Harold, I understand, we all go through these things. However, just to even things up I pooped on your beamer.”
Given how inarticulate my Uncle was, I’d be mighty impressed if the great beyond gave him such a gift for gab. :)