Ken...it's no good...he's dropped us... outgrown us...even tho we pee-ons would be happy with just a Sunday Chron only, he's just outgrown us...or...he doesn't give a fig how he's left us un-high and dry. Maybe we should just keep defacing the joint...out of sheer meanness. I can be mean, ya know...if I'm pushed to it, ya know
I will give Phfrankie 12 hot dogs for real to wRite the blog again. All cooked and ordered to his hot dog Phfanticies. He was my first read of the day.
Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland I miss Alabamy once again And I think its a sin, yes
Well I heard mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ole Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A Southern man don't need him around anyhow
Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the gov' nor (boo, boo, boo) Now we all did what we could do Now Watergate does not bother me Does your conscience bother you? Tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you Here I come Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they've been known to pick a song or two Lord they get me off so much They pick me up when I'm feeling blue Now how about you?
Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet Home Alabama Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama Oh sweet home baby Where the skies are so blue And the guv'nor's true Sweet Home Alabama Lordy Lord, I'm coming home to you Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer
There he sits with a pen and a yellow pad What a handsome lad That's my boy BRLFQ spells mom and dad But that ain't too bad That's my boy You can have your TV and you nightclubs And you can have your drive in picture show I'll stay here with my little man near We'll listen to the radio Biding my time and Watching Scotty grow Making a castle out of building blocks And a cardboard box That's my boy Mickey Mouse says it's thirteen o'clock Well that's quite a shock! That's my boy In four short years I've gone from rags to riches [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/watching-scotty-grow-lyrics-goldsboro-bobby.html ] And what I did before that I don't know So let it rain on my windowpane I got my own rainbow And we're sitting here shining Watching Scotty grow Riding on daddy's shoulders off to bed Old sleepy head That's my boy Got to have a drink of water and a story read A teddy bear named Fred That's my boy What's that you say momma Come on and keep you feet warm Well save me a place I'll be there in a minute or so I'll think I'll stay right here and Say a little prayer before I go Me and God Watching Scotty grow Me and God Watching Scotty grow...
31 comments:
Proving once again, don't believe everything you read...
Thank you, O WordyOne
Ha!
I knew you had it in you Phfranklin.
Phfaker
Vacation over. You need to blog for the good of humanity.
hear hear or is it here here
I'll look for you in Honolula, San Francisco AND Ashtabula; suffice it to say, we're all pretty lonesome when you go
I thought this was news from the Delta, not Midland. What is a midland anyway, some hunk of land midway tween here and there?
I seem to recall that Midland is just north of T'aint...
but do you think Phfrank Almighty gives a rip? bet not
nobody likes you anymore
To whomever left the ANNOYMOUS comment above:
I'm just glad I'm not like you.
nobody likes you any more huh?
(It wasn't me by the way, I just like how it was presented, so copy cat I be)
ahhhhh.....get's 'em every thyme.
Thanks Phfranks! Now I know you're alive!!!(and peeking, too!)
This Will Not Fly!
Get Your Ass back Here!
Twice A Week Report Is Fine!
Talk Goats, Chickens, Old Dogs!
Get Your Ass Back Here.
Ken...it's no good...he's dropped us... outgrown us...even tho we pee-ons would be happy with just a Sunday Chron only, he's just outgrown us...or...he doesn't give a fig how he's left us un-high and dry.
Maybe we should just keep defacing the joint...out of sheer meanness. I can be mean, ya know...if I'm pushed to it, ya know
he's a songwriter now, ya know :]
Let Thou Write Sweet Music For Those That Pine!
and yet, he revels still in the "afterglow " :]
I will give Phfrankie 12 hot dogs for real to wRite the blog again. All cooked and ordered to his hot dog Phfanticies. He was my first read of the day.
I won't give him a damn thing other than a lighter to light an afterglow on his ass to get blogging.
....and just for the record....this is as nice as I want to get!
He damn well knows the difference from my "inner" nice to my comment nice!
NK Buh!
I know how to get him to blog....
Let's all be perfectly honest here shall we?
This sucks!
"Sweet Home Alabama"
Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes
Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
In Birmingham they love the gov' nor (boo, boo, boo)
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama
Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how about you?
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Sweet home Alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the guv'nor's true
Sweet Home Alabama
Lordy
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer
https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--py3DzEecpQ/TUiA1W9wMhI/AAAAAAAAGBc/nDhAU0Fzg2c/w640-h480-no/IMG_0135.JPG
https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-bN_kDkUe1OQ/UeeJqoHWpCI/AAAAAAAAHZg/D0COIIuwzRU/w737-h553-no/photo.jpg
Watching Scotty Grow
There he sits with a pen and a yellow pad
What a handsome lad
That's my boy
BRLFQ spells mom and dad
But that ain't too bad
That's my boy
You can have your TV and you nightclubs
And you can have your drive in picture show
I'll stay here with my little man near
We'll listen to the radio
Biding my time and
Watching Scotty grow
Making a castle out of building blocks
And a cardboard box
That's my boy
Mickey Mouse says it's thirteen o'clock
Well that's quite a shock!
That's my boy
In four short years
I've gone from rags to riches
[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/watching-scotty-grow-lyrics-goldsboro-bobby.html ]
And what I did before that I don't know
So let it rain on my windowpane
I got my own rainbow
And we're sitting here shining
Watching Scotty grow
Riding on daddy's shoulders off to bed
Old sleepy head
That's my boy
Got to have a drink of water and a story read
A teddy bear named Fred
That's my boy
What's that you say momma
Come on and keep you feet warm
Well save me a place
I'll be there in a minute or so
I'll think I'll stay right here and
Say a little prayer before I go
Me and God
Watching Scotty grow
Me and God
Watching Scotty grow...
Hurry!
https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/0th3l_qejF4qUjgoT8y-sz_WmwX5hLuMp1Q_TpaPoBE=w740-h228-p-no
I'm waiting.....
https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/IN2iTkK9kK4pFNEJlTQ8dlblO8Q2C8F7ltbnZS3JEiQ=w231-h202-p-no
made you look!
I didn't!
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