Michael rushes in where angels fear to tread. But, as he told me at West Chester, Michael is a genius. He might be.
This is a case of If You Know It You'll See It Like Lightning, and if you don't, it doesn't take five hours (in this hemisphere) to power into your handy dictionary online - or hardcopy, if you've had a reasonable reason to get one - based on reasonable probabilities of beginning language study. So, maybe, yes, I might have been too quick. But then (since I'm behaving like a hooker it seems), let me bat my eyes at you Michael. I think you have a very strong idea what's there, and if not, well, you can come to my street corner anytime and stand in line. When I'm good, I'm very good, and when I'm bad, I'm darn good. I stand pat, for more than four hours at a time. But never on Sunday. And I'm not a hooker, just a wonderful boy.
Last edited by Allen Tice; 04-15-2020 at 09:09 PM.
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