Oh yes steve... only ... I got up...and kissed him...then ran off the bus...lol
Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2002
take the train
Reviewed by Inam Khaskheli (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2002
nice written..........
Reviewed by krissy
Reviewed on July 13, 2002
aawww..now laddy boy...in the brogue of me fine irish grand da...he'd be tellin ye, that there ain't nuthin can't be fixed with a good shot of irish whiskey and a thumb! if ye missed the bus..by damn man..use the two feet the good lord gave ye and chase the thing down!
that's what he would have said...
ME? i've been known to lay down in fromt of it and let it run over me...then back over twice for good measure...(perhaps i got his advise wrong and ...too much whisky (?))
smiles and hugs
irish
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that's what he would have said...
ME? i've been known to lay down in fromt of it and let it run over me...then back over twice for good measure...(perhaps i got his advise wrong and ...too much whisky (?))
smiles and hugs
irish
josie
Scada
Very clever write!!!!!! I know you're not really talking about being on the bus.
One must not forget to stop and take a breath when wandering through life. The journey is very long. One must stop and take a breath when necessary.
Sandie Angel :o) / May Lu $*_*$