We’ve managed to stay off the wedding tour for the most part this year, but you know that season is heating up again. And it’s football season. And it’s getting cooler, which leads into full beard season. Bottom line: Autumn is rollin in.
Has there ever been a better song about youthful sex? “A little too tall, could’ve used a few pounds. Tight pants, points all in and out. She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes. And points all her own, sitting way up high- way up firm and high. Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy. Out in the backseat of my 60 Chevy. Workin on mysteries without any clues. Working on the night moves.” Preach on, Bobby.
