… Excluding raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, and Brown paper packages tied up with strings.
I only ask because Moon Nukers are prone to have some unique inclinations.
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Easier if I say my dislikes:
I don’t believe in superstars.
Organic food and foreign cars.
I don’t believe the price of gold.
The certainty of growing old.
That right is right and left is wrong.
That North and South can’t get along.
That East is East and West is West.
And being first is always best.
A V-8 Engine and a taut suspension
A show about an alternate dimension
A woman with flat abs and a tight bottom
Going for the pass, I got ’em
A place for everything, and everything in it’s place
Being able to customize my space
Music that is loud and varied
Old grudges dead and buried
Food, new tastes and bold
Being in a warm bed but the room is cold
Easier if I say my dislikes:
I don’t believe in superstars.
Organic food and foreign cars.
I don’t believe the price of gold.
The certainty of growing old.
That right is right and left is wrong.
That North and South can’t get along.
That East is East and West is West.
And being first is always best.
…I like big butts and I cannot lie…
Burger King double cheeseburger
The smell of vanilla wafting from gramma’s kitchen.
And a nice 120mm hole center-mass of a T-72 shaped target a mile away.
I heard those V-12 diesel engines of the Ruskies can be seen coming from 80 miles away…not to mention smell.
“Excluding raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, and
Brown paper packages tied up with strings.”
You’re not the boss of me!
You have to ask?
A V-8 Engine and a taut suspension
A show about an alternate dimension
A woman with flat abs and a tight bottom
Going for the pass, I got ’em
A place for everything, and everything in it’s place
Being able to customize my space
Music that is loud and varied
Old grudges dead and buried
Food, new tastes and bold
Being in a warm bed but the room is cold
…a large stack of theological textbooks, mocking me about how little I know…
Meat on the grill, well marinated. With Basil, but heaven forbid, NO basil! Oh, and while we’re at it, ME well marinated!