They will never understand us. We’re not really geese, we’re shelducks, and we don’t honk, we sing.
I hate this time of year with all the Reindeer jokes. I’m a Gallinule even if my name is Rudy.
Hey, even full figured ladies can be beautiul. And the drakes seem to like me . . .
Why does she always say Wait until your father gets home. She could yell at me just as easily.
When I was your age we had to fly miles for food, your generation has it all delivered with Grubhub.
Don’t mess with me. No ID, no entry, it’s that simple, And dont offer me snails, I already ate.
I know it’s Friday, but I have to finish this, and . . .
Of all the places in the world to lose a contact lens, I have to do it here.
When will I ever learn. Godot says he’ll meet me here and here I am but no Godot.
Am I good looking or what. If you doubt it, imagine this is Winslow, Arizona.