I have arrived. Let the party begin!!
Alright recruit, get a move on it! Yes sir, Drill Sergeant Sir!
Ignore that internet yoga, let me show you a proper Vriksasana, or as you call it, a Tree Pose.
They say I’m a Little Blue Heron, but if I am blue, I am seriously colorblind!
She said she’d meet me by the lake. How was I to know there are about 20 of them around here?
If I were any better looking, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. Bring on the girls.
We’re the real Blue Angels, not those Navy guys who only wish they could fly like us.
No, this isn’t Sesame Street. I’m not a muppet. But a cookie would be nice.
Roy Orbison was right, I have to find a Blue Bayou, where the folks are fine and the world is mine.
I’m sure Henri Matisse meant me when he said, “a certain blue enters your soul.”