The posse was aiming to string Smailes up from the highest tree. But Smailes was a real He-Man. he should have been running scared, but he was just playing injun with them...circling back and then coming up behind...leaving crazy notes...shooting up their canteens like they was clay pigeons. If they'd had any sense, they'd have turned back before they even started, cos when Smailes ran out of funny business, there wouldn't be nobody left to laugh except the vultures.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
i'm really fixing to get hold of Kylie. I got some plans for that two-timing hussy that would curl the hair on a billiard ball. Dave Chapelle and Al Bundy and hugh fernley whittingstall.
My Blog
i wish i was a little bit taller
last night i slept half way down the bed and let my feet hang over the bottom to see what it would be like to be tall like crouchy. it was ok. Posted by on Sun, 25 Jun 2006 04:58:00 GMT
