My life

My life

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

when the tough get down, the tough get blowing.

That's right, when I get down, I blow. I blow when I need to do a brainless activity. I blow when I don't want to talk. I blow to do my best thinking.  The neighbors can hear me blowing.  I blow until it gets dark.

Look, I like to blow and I feel like a super hero when I do it. The super blower!

I have a lot of leaves. Get your mind out of the gutter.

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