"Jonathon Seagull spent the rest of his days alone, but he flew way out beyond the Far Cliffs. His one sorrow was not solitude, it was that other gulls refused to believe the glory of flight that awaited them; they refused to open their eyes and see. He learned more each day... What he had once hoped for the Flock, he now gained for himself alone; he learned to fly, and was not sorry for the price that he had paid." (Richard Bach)
Boys are more dirty, mean, and rough in general. Good luck with that, I am still working on not being most of those. At least I am not a cow anymore. ha ha
4 comments:
Ha ha! You made a boy. That sure was dumb, wasn't it? Tee hee! Love your popcorn funny.
Are you sure? I'm pretty sure I am actually a cow. Doesn't matter what I look like in the mirror. ;-)
Oh Sara, I did not list cow on my "I am NOT" list, did I? Yes, I do feel like a cow and am getting closer and closer in looks. So sad.
A, yes, that was dumb of me to make a boy. I guess a boy is really to blame for the sex of the baby though, huh? Dumb, dumb boys.
Boys are more dirty, mean, and rough in general. Good luck with that, I am still working on not being most of those. At least I am not a cow anymore. ha ha
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